Welcome to Hell, Sweetheart

The sharp sound of boots striking the cold concrete floor echoed down the dimly lit hallway. Cynthia felt the sharp jab of the officer’s baton against her back, urging her forward.

“Move it, inmate,” the officer barked, her voice laced with irritation. “Or I’ll give you a reason to.”

Cynthia quick...

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