A New Home

My name is Seth and I knew what I was getting into when I was sent to kill that old dirtbag. The old man needed to die and someone in my family needed to do it, I was just the one tasked to do it. Everyone knew I wasn't getting chained up after I successfully did it, everyone knows the cops would move Heaven and Earth for one of their own. So when I went to complete my mission there weren't any "See you next time" only solemn "Goodbyes".

It was fucking hilarious! They think they could get rid of me that easily! HAH!

Killing the old Police Chief was fun and I would do it every time if I was asked again, it's a shame I couldn't kill the old warden of NYCOP as well before I got caught but ah well he died later anyway. Maybe I can kill the new chick or at least make her my bitch.

I got to save that for later though, right now they're dropping us off in front a large door with a 9 above.

"Can you pigs be even less creative with these names?" I asked before being butted in the back on the back as I am motioned inside. Once inside I can see floors upon floors of cell doors leaving little room to manuever in. "Ah my new home."

"Alright everyone listen up!" I hear a young, feminine, but commanding voice shout from above me.

The people around me murmur as the inmates already inside their cells are dragged out. "Look! There she is!" I hear a shrieky male voice shout as he points to the highest floor of the cell block where I see...