The Criminal

Mark, 28, sat alone in his cell at a small town sheriff station. He knew he made a major mistake in trying to rob that bank. He did not want to go back to prison. He was told that some authorities would be here to pick him up to take him to some court. If he was gonna get away, the time was now. There was only one deputy at the station right now. Mark knew that another cop would probably come in within an hour. He needed a plan. The station itself was very small. It was one big room with eight office desks and two jail cells with bars. Mark knew there were only about 10 to 12 cops in this town and only a few of them were on duty right now. The lone deputy was a beautiful young 5-8 hispanic woman with black-brown hair. She wore a very tight police uniform that consisted of khaki shirt, khaki pants, and her gunbelt. Mark admired her big butt under her pants. He had a couple of inches on her. She was sitting at her desk doing paperwork right in front Mark's cell with her back to him. He needed to get out of this cell.