He was right.
Just as I was going to click on the last email to see if I could decipher a little bit more information, the email thread disappeared, leaving me with an email opened from my money market account manager.
This email was even more confusing.
According to the financial advisor I’d once used, I now had six million dollars in my bank account.
I hadn’t seen the likes of it before in my life.
Earlier, before the emails from Apollo, this email did nothing but make me angry.
Because why would I be happy about having six million dollars when I couldn’t spend the money?
Now, I seemed to have a completely different mindset.
Apollo had hinted at breaking me out.
If anyone could do it, my future brother-in-law, and resident computer genius, could make it happen.
But I hadn’t thought he was serious.
I mean, why risk the possibility of getting put into jail?
I certainly wouldn’t be doing it for anyone.
Though, I think I might do it for my sister.
I’d do anything for Dru.
“Rossi!” the guard bellowed from the door. “Your time is up!”
I looked at the clock on the computer screen and saw that I still had well over fifteen minutes.
But I got up anyway, logging out as I did.
It wouldn’t matter if I logged out.
The prison system could look at all of my online activities if they wanted to.
But the next inmate who used this computer would definitely have an advantage.
“You’re in the yard,” the guard said. “Your cell was chosen for a random search.”
Of course it was…
“Yes, sir,” I grumbled as I moved past him.
He tried to shove me as I got close to passing him, but I didn’t go anywhere. Which only pissed him off.
He didn’t like not having the upper hand when it came to his job.
I, on the other hand, had spent my entire teenage years turning myself into a person that didn’t take shit from anybody. Not even prison guards that could make my life miserable if they wanted to.
He shoved me in the back again, and I hurried faster.
If this motherfucker wasn’t careful, he’d see just how far he could push me…
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