Escaping a prison, freeing one from another.

"Any luck sir?" Damian asked me.

We were in Damian's tech lab trying to find new leads.

I typed away at my Pc to find some info on those two guys but I have nothing.

Gabriel wouldn't talk and he didn't really use anything to kill his friend that left major leads.

Except for..

"Did you manage to get some kind of info?"

I turned to Damian with a serious face.

"Did you get it?"

Damian did nothing but smile at the question I gave him.

"Of course boss, what kind of tech support would I be if i didn't."

He tossed a flash drive at me.

"I took a phone from the murderer and went through it." He chuckled to himself.

I caught the flash drive with a smile.

"You know…hiding evidence from a detective is an offense." I said jokingly before plugging it into my Pc.

A document opened up and it had info of all the employee's how many times they clocked in, what rank they are, they're phone numbers, Everything..

"Carol bosman

Harold Mavery

Gregory Soulman

Gabriel Roice."

I called out all the names with almost zero clock ins but a very high role in the company.

"Man I wish I were like them, hardly coming to work but having high roles with huge pay-" Damian sprouted words of jealousy while I looked through the rest of the file.

There were a lot of other names but they have lower ranks than the rest so I can only assume they're on the verge of being fired but I'm not too sure.

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Gabriel was in his cell petting a rat that often came to visit him for the food he's given. At this point you can call it a pet of sorts.

"Oi!" One of the guards called out opening Gabriel's cell.

"Time to go outside.." The guard said, looking at him in disgust before stepping to the side of the door letting him pass through.

Gabriel slowly got up and walked through the cell as he's being led to his next destination.

Having a plan in mind he had to get out of here somehow but for now he'll improvise and work along the way because…his time is limited.

"Hey you!" He shouted at a strong looking guy with tattoos that wrap around his arm.

The size comparison between him and the man made him look like a child.

The man gave him a glare that would make a gorilla back off but Gabriel wasn't fazed by his size or anything about him for that matter. He let out a snarky grin..

"Want to work for me?"

A loud collision could've been heard ..then a thud.

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"Jean!" I called out for Jean as I walked through the office. She wasn't in her usual quarters.

"Hey-" I stopped one of the other police officers to ask them,

"Did you see Officer Jean anywhere?" I asked in a hurry.

"No sir, Officer Jean hasn't been in the office ever since the execution."

"She asked for a two week leave." The police said before saluting and walking away.

I was left there in confusion and shock.

"Was it really.'

…..

"that hard on her?..."