Charlie nodded, pointed at Dean on the ground, and asked, "In that case, you must have seen him torturing many of your fellow inmates, right? Tell me, did you protect the victims when he tortured them?" "I-I..." the priest tittered nervously. The priest did not intend to speak for the skinny man nor did he want to help him. When Charlie came out of the bathroom with the toilet brush in Dean's mouth, he realized that Charlie had ascended the throne and become the new leader here, and it had opened a new era in this cell. It was merely a ploy of his to appear righteous and justified to gain Charlie's trust and emphasize that he and Dean were not in the same league. Moreover, he highly believed that by introducing himself as a priest, he would not be targeted and retaliated against by Charlie. As a result, he could be well protected and gain the favor of the new leader. In spite of that, his carefully crafted gimmick was ruined by Charlie single-handedly. Previously, when Dean
Dean had thought that Charlie would continue to torture him. Instead, he had been given a chance to contribute. At this moment, he felt a glimmer of hope. Excited, he nodded profusely to express his sincerity. "No problem, sir. I'll take good care of him and make him happy." Jonah was so terrified and shocked that he almost fainted. Knowing Dean's attitude, he could imagine how Dean would torture him in exchange for Charlie's praise. As the thought flashed across his mind, Jonah fell to his knees and begged, "Please forgive me! I'm old. I can't stand it!" Charlie waved him off. "It's okay, don't worry. You won't die." He turned to Dean and directed, "Listen carefully. No matter what you do, you must make sure he stays safe and alive, do you understand?" "Yes, yes!" Dean nodded repeatedly. After that, he looked at the teary Jonah and assured, "Don't worry, Jonah. I'll be gentle!" Instead of feeling glad, Jonah realized that his future days would be bleak and terrible. H
Charlie immediately pointed at the man and scolded, "What's wrong with you? Don't you understand my command?!" The man desperately shook his head and whimpered, "I-I'm sorry, sir. I-I can't tell left from right..." "You can't tell left from right? I see..." Charlie smiled slightly. "It's okay. I can help you with that." With that, Charlie grabbed the man's right hand, and with a little force on his thumb, broke the latter’s right wrist single-handedly like breaking a pencil. In contrast to the man's agonized wail, Charlie reprimanded him indifferently, "Remember, this is the damned right! I believe you can tell left from right from now on." Charlie's action gave the inmates goosebumps, and then they heard Charlie shout, "Turn left!" The inmates quickly turned around. The guy who had just broken his right wrist turned in the correct direction this time. Nodding in satisfaction, Charlie pointed to the man on the far left and ordered, "Starting with you. Tell me your name, w
"Aye aye, captain!" The man slapped Jonah without hesitation. The inmate on the other side of Jonah swiftly joined the man to slap Jonah too. Both men were too tired to lift their arms before they could complete 100 slaps. Jonah, on the other hand, was worse off. His face was completely swollen. Someone would have mistaken him as a corpse that had been drowned in water for weeks. Jonah fainted by the time the slapping was over. One of the men asked respectfully, "Sir, the 100 slaps are over. What should we do with him?" "Drag him to the bathroom and leave him there." Charlie waved his hand. "Aye aye, sir!" the man replied. He signaled toward the other man, and both of them carried the unconscious Jonah to the bathroom. The introductions then continued. Most of the remaining inmates had been arrested for murder and assault. Almost all of them were gang members in New York, and some were Dean's underlings. After the inmates had finished introducing themselves, Charlie turne
The inmates would have given Charlie the cold shoulder had this happened a few hours ago. However, after experiencing and witnessing Charlie's wrath and ruthlessness, the inmates did not think that Charlie's request was excessive. Therefore, they nodded vigorously, fearing that Charlie would be upset if they didn't respond quickly enough. Seeing them nodding in agreement, Charlie smiled and commanded, "Since you have no objections, we will start right away. The cell is so dirty and smelly, so you should clean it first. It must be spotless, or you will all be punished." Without hesitation, the inmates immediately began to clean the cell. In order to fulfill Charlie's request, those who could move immediately joined in the spring cleaning. Some were in charge of removing all the bedding that had not been cleaned and bringing them to the bathroom, some washing the bedding, while the rest started to clean the cell. They were fully aware of the consequences if Charlie was not sa
Charlie asked, "What about Area 2?" Dean responded, "The boss of Area 2 is Moses Norris, the boss of the New York mafia ten years ago. Back then, he was infamous in New York and had many members under him. The Italians from Sicily didn't even dare to fart in New York when he was still out there, but ever since he was imprisoned, the Italians rose and took over the streets." Charlie nodded and asked, "How long until dinner?" Dean looked at the digital clock and replied, "Forty minutes." "Okay." Charlie nodded and instructed, "Introduce Leandro to me when we get to the dining area.""Sure!" Dean agreed respectfully. Charlie smiled slightly and suddenly reproached, "By the way, you won't try to snitch on me during mealtime, will you?" "No, I won't, sir!" Dean waved his hand hastily and promised, "Don't worry, my lips are sealed. I won't tell the guards anything. There's an unwritten rule in the prison that we solve our problems ourselves and shall never seek the guards' help.
In order to fulfill Charlie's demand, the fifteen inmates started cleaning up the cell immediately. They threw all the bedding that had not been changed in a long time into the bathroom. Some inmates were in charge of washing the bedding while the rest started cleaning all corners of the cell. As for the injured, they tried their best to participate by all means. Those with broken legs sat on the floor and wiped the lower part of the wall, and those with broken arms stepped on the towel and wiped the floor. Because of the large number of people and the small space, it didn't take long for the inmates to make the cell spotless. None of the fifteen inmates would have thought that their cell would one day be cleaner than a five-star hotel room. They knew that they would be beaten if Charlie was not happy with the result, and he would not be merciful when punishing them. The floor that used to be sticky and dirty was now as shiny as new, and it was so slippery they had to be care
Jonah shuddered in fear when he heard the word "Father" and snapped, "No! Don't call me Father! I'm no longer a priest!" In the past, Jonah enjoyed being addressed as ‘Father’. Many prisoners had religious beliefs although they had committed countless crimes. They would respect a priest when they saw one in prison even though they knew that the priest might have done something wrong to be convicted and imprisoned. However, Jonah knew that Charlie was upset with him because of his past identity as a priest. He could see his bleak future when he thought of the punishment of 100 slaps per day. Therefore, he gathered his courage, went to the guard, and whispered, "Can you do me a favor and transfer me to another cell? I don't like this one..." Except for Charlie, all the prisoners gasped and glanced at Jonah in shock as soon as Jonah spoke. The rule of Brooklyn Prison was that internal affairs would be handled internally. Whoever went to the guards for help was breaking the rul