He heard shouting outside his office, he glanced over to see a man with long, greasy hair that hung in front of his eyes. The man looked like he hadn’t bathed in weeks, his clothes were torn and covered dirt. The officers dragged the man behind them as he struggled to break free from their grip. Boston walked out of his office to find out what was going on. The officers brought the man into the interrogation room and cuffed him to a chair. Boston walked up to the head policeman and asked what in the world was going on, the officer told him that this man was found at the scene of a murder and openly admitted to being the one who committed the brutal act. Boston stepped into the interrogation room and studied the man sitting before him. The man kept his head low and didn’t show his face, he had scratches on his arms and neck, but none of that shocked Boston; he had seen much worse. But, when the man lifted his head, Boston shuddered and caught his breath for a moment. He knew this man, although, he couldn’t pinpoint how he knew him or where he would have seen him. What caught Boston’s attention was the long jagged scar that cut across the man’s left cheek, he had seen someone with that exact car at some point in his past. As the man looked at Boston a slow smile crept on his face, he looked as if he was genuinely thrilled to see Boston standing before him. Boston abruptly turned and …show more content…
Anyone who tried to stop him was blasted by whatever machine he had used to blow up his cell. Boston hung up the phone and went straight to his to his buddy John’s house. John was a trained Navy Seal, and he knew just about every weapon out there, Boston wanted to find out what exactly could have been strong enough to blow through the walls of the prison as well as small enough to not be recognized as a weapon upon being