"Code green, code green Jailbreak...east sector, end of the hall.. Missing Inmate: Lance McGruffin." The deep voice echoed harshly throughout the halls of the prison, bouncing of the walls and seeping through the prison bars into the cells. Armed guards rushed to the empty cell, their gazes fixed on the frail janitor who stood in front of the silver bars.
"I came to mop the end of the hall, turned to greet Lance, but he wasn't there." He explained. " I notified the front." He motioned to his walkie-talkie peeking out from his pocket.
The door was locked; no sign of escape was present in the cell except for the absence of the inmate it formerly housed.
Aside from the grey and white striped jumpsuit pooled in the center of the unhappy room. …show more content…
A piece of yellow paper fluttered to the ground. Ripley picked it up.
"I have unfinished business". The only four words that Ripley read aloud after he unfolded the squared up paper.
The two guards up front shared a glance, before a forensics team came into the cell, ushering them out, and taking the evidence out of their hands.
They got to work, putting both items in their respectively sized evidence bags, and taking photos of the seemingly undisturbed scene.
Little did they know, that a small device was watching, recording their every single step and move, rendering them useless as they played into the hands of the fugitive, always being one step back.
In a warehouse miles away, McGruffin stared at the screen of a large monitor, a sinister and amused smile forming its way onto his now turned plastic face. He turned to his companion "What do you need me for?"
His companion smiled. "A lot. But we will get to that. We just broke you out of federal prison. We need a break." They leaned back and smiled, envisioning the frenzy that was yet to …show more content…
The three women and two men stood in the office of Director Walter, mouths open in shock. "He what?" Stanley Mountain spoke up, his voice slightly off pitch in lingering shock.
Director Celine Walter let a frown etch her features. "This morning, at around eight thirty, the janitor mopping the cell halls notified the guards that Lance McGruffin was no longer in his cell. Every trace of him was gone, aside from his jumpsuit and a note, which the forensics team on site will deliver to you shortly." She said, hands folded on her dark mahogany desk.
"To us?" Agent Jamie Odinon asked, her black-brown eyes flitting to her team, as low-key as they could.
Celine stared at the group of five. They were a great team. They spent a long nine months trying to catch Lance, and after they did, they were over the top. She'd throw anything their way, and it'd be done in a fraction of the time it was supposed to be, with no lacking in the effort and work. The excitement of catching one of America's most wanted ran through their veins and lodged itself in their hearts and
"I came to mop the end of the hall, turned to greet Lance, but he wasn't there." He explained. " I notified the front." He motioned to his walkie-talkie peeking out from his pocket.
The door was locked; no sign of escape was present in the cell except for the absence of the inmate it formerly housed.
Aside from the grey and white striped jumpsuit pooled in the center of the unhappy room. …show more content…
A piece of yellow paper fluttered to the ground. Ripley picked it up.
"I have unfinished business". The only four words that Ripley read aloud after he unfolded the squared up paper.
The two guards up front shared a glance, before a forensics team came into the cell, ushering them out, and taking the evidence out of their hands.
They got to work, putting both items in their respectively sized evidence bags, and taking photos of the seemingly undisturbed scene.
Little did they know, that a small device was watching, recording their every single step and move, rendering them useless as they played into the hands of the fugitive, always being one step back.
In a warehouse miles away, McGruffin stared at the screen of a large monitor, a sinister and amused smile forming its way onto his now turned plastic face. He turned to his companion "What do you need me for?"
His companion smiled. "A lot. But we will get to that. We just broke you out of federal prison. We need a break." They leaned back and smiled, envisioning the frenzy that was yet to …show more content…
The three women and two men stood in the office of Director Walter, mouths open in shock. "He what?" Stanley Mountain spoke up, his voice slightly off pitch in lingering shock.
Director Celine Walter let a frown etch her features. "This morning, at around eight thirty, the janitor mopping the cell halls notified the guards that Lance McGruffin was no longer in his cell. Every trace of him was gone, aside from his jumpsuit and a note, which the forensics team on site will deliver to you shortly." She said, hands folded on her dark mahogany desk.
"To us?" Agent Jamie Odinon asked, her black-brown eyes flitting to her team, as low-key as they could.
Celine stared at the group of five. They were a great team. They spent a long nine months trying to catch Lance, and after they did, they were over the top. She'd throw anything their way, and it'd be done in a fraction of the time it was supposed to be, with no lacking in the effort and work. The excitement of catching one of America's most wanted ran through their veins and lodged itself in their hearts and