The PrisonerThe guard smiled at Tyler as he approached the processing desk. He returned the smile, knowing this would be the last day he walked these halls.
“Today's the day!” the guard exclaimed. He seemed to be more excited than Tyler.
Normally Tyler's smiles were forced, chewing back his hatred for this place as best he could. Today the smile was genuine. “Yes it is, Vince. God bless the criminal justice system as well as the parole board.”
Vince shrugged. “I suppose so. What I do know is that you are one dedicated son of a b***h. To come visit him regularly for all those years; that, my friend, is loyalty.”
“It was the least I could do. God gave me the strength, patience and determination to see Pete's punishment through to the end.”
“Give me a minute to locate his personal proper
