Giggle. "I love the way they feel!" Should I put on pants?" I asked."Oh, I guess," she said. "Until bedtime, anyway." She stood and we embraced. "Let'... go find something to do."I followed her into the living room, curious as to what she might have in mind. She retrieved a deck of cards and the notepad we used to keep scores in our on-going rummy tournament, and we passed some time together, talking, playing, laughing, the TV on in the background, fighting off a cat who figured that if two. Hey Jill, whats up? I asked Jill as she was standing by her locker. She turned around and answered with a questionable look Oh, heeey…uhh Zack. I replid with a hint of anger. Yeah, sorry So, I heard that your father just got arrested for trying to cheat his taxes. Crazy things, right? So how are you doing? You know, fine I guess. My family is just running low on money, thats it. You know I could help with that. Come here. I took her to the corner of the hallway and whispered into her ear.. They don’t get building plans before they do a drug raid, do they? That was years back. Since then, our sergeant might have gone to the council planning department to have a look at the building plans; he has a streak of curiosity that might lead him to do that.I suspect there is a possibility the Sergeant knew where they might be, but was not letting on. He doesn’t wish to know, officially, that they are here. He probably prefers the choice of deniability.”“That’s true. He IS a nice guy, isn’t. There was one particular inmate that was extremely intimidating, his name was Jamal Franklin. He stood 6'7" tall with a very muscular build weighing close to 300 lbs, and Black.There was a fight in the cafeteria at lunch time one day, Jamal got stabbed, and I got the task of escorting him to the infirmary. The weather was rainy and thunderstorms were close by. We had to swipe our I.D. cards every time we went through a door, incase of a problem we could be found. During this simple task of.