Chapter 57
‘Alright, alright, take it easy! Keep your shirt on. No need to get nasty,’ I said to my dim-witted police guards. They looked like simpletons but at least always had the sense to keep me at gunpoint when I wasn’t locked up because I could clearly beat the s**t out of them both with one hand tied behind my back. Which I would just about need to do considering I was in handcuffs with my hands behind my back at this stage as they pushed me into my cell and clipped me with a whack from a nightstick on the way in.
I stumbled into my cell and they locked the heavy steel door behind me. ‘Come here, put your hands through the hatch,’ snapped one of the guards. I walked over to the door, turned around and did as instructed. Blessed relief! They removed my handcuffs, which I have to sa
