Lachez by Pat Tucker

Lachez by Pat Tucker

Author:Pat Tucker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strebor
Published: 2012-10-16T00:00:00+00:00


TWO

FIVE YEARS LATER — HOPE

The sound of keys dangling at the door startled me. I jumped and started scrambling for cover. I was trying to get dressed, but before I could finish, the door flew open. Well, as much as a massive door of bars could fly. Still, it seems like it all happened so fast. I already anticipated a messed-up day, considering it was February 12th, the sixth anniversary of Raakin Binnaz Senior’s death.

“What the hell?” I looked over my shoulder at the two male guards who were now standing in the doorway.

I wasn’t sure what had gone down, but I hadn’t done a thing, and I wasn’t in the mood for any drama. I was so sick and tired of them pulling rank for every little infraction.

“Donovan, move out!” Captain Eric Johnson’s voice was cold and void of any emotion; nasty as usual. He got on my last damn nerve. I rolled my eyes. Here we go!

“Uh, hold up a sec; I’m still trying to get dressed.” I always gave him major attitude. Every damn day he was on the job, he acted like he was trying to win employee of the month! He was always putting all kinds of extras on it.

“Donovan, move out now!” he demanded. Captain Johnson was big and burly. I was of no threat to him whatsoever, but you couldn’t tell by the way he was yelling and carrying on.

I was confused. Here I was in nothing more than my bra and panties, and this C.O. was telling me to get out? And why the hell were they even in here? Why wasn’t a female correctional officer with him anyway?

“You need to move; we not gon’ say it again. Drop your things and move out!” Captain Johnson repeated.

This time he had his hand on his baton, like if I didn’t follow instructions, he’d be talking with action instead of words. I was pissed, but I didn’t need any infractions.

I dropped the shirt I was struggling to put on, and assumed the position. I stood with my face toward the wall and placed my hands on top of my head. I was so vexed.

This is bullshit!

Soon my right arm was grabbed, yanked down hard, and a cold steel cuff was clamped around my wrist; then he did the same with my left arm. I winced in pain, but these bastards didn’t care.

“Damn, you ain’t gotta be so rough,” I said.

As I was led out of the cell with a little shove, I saw the other women, also half-naked, being steered into the multipurpose area.

“From here on forward, y’all will be brought out in your panties and bras to get dressed.”

My eyes got wide as Captain Johnson continued yelling. I was confused, but trying to understand what had brought this on. He must’ve bumped his head on one of those steel doors.

“Once out here, y’all can move over to the right corner of the multipurpose room and put your clothes on over there.” He motioned with his head.



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