𝑹𝑼𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝑬

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙

I sat crisscross on my bed with my laptop in my lap.

I'd searched every André Willard in the area and came up with nothing.

I took another look at the files I printed out and sighed in confusion.

"What the hell..." I whispered to myself.

I continued to re-check all the files and everything seemed right.

I groaned and continued to type.

After about another five minutes a light bulb went off in my head.

Clarence's words from earlier repeated out of no where.

We were split when we were younger

I quickly redirected my search engine to include every André Willard in the country.
I was in for a long night...

I laid back and stared at the ceiling just thinking about shit.

My life, my daughter, my brother, my doctor.

I had a whole lotta shit on my mind which definitely wasn't a good thing for a person with my disabilities.

The cell door unlatched signaling it was opening.

My eyebrow raised and I sat up confused as hell.

I knew it was late and nobody usually came into the Prison Wing doing these hours, except for....

I was cut out of my thoughts when a man walked in my cell

I've never seen this dude in my life which confused me even more.

"Uhh Why are you in here yo?" I asked in confusion.

"Clarence, wasn't it?" He spoke.

I recognized his voice from when him and Jay were arguing outside of my room.

They went on a date....

"Why Wassup?" I asked

"I came to ask you a few questions."