"I used to ruuuuule the world..."
Wolf, or as he was known to very few people, Ulf, paced the inside of his cell. Normally, he'd be out by now, but his case was... special.
"Seas would rise when I gave the word..."
After all, it wasn't often a professional like him got caught.
He'd been charged with hundreds of cases of murder. It was lucky for him that he was certifiably insane, huh?
However, what Wolf wanted most right now wasn't to escape. It was to shoot that guard that had brought a radio.
Wolf really didn't like Coldplay.
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm really not."
Clara was mad at me. Understandably, seeing as how I had just revealed that I was going to break Wolf out of prison, who I had just recently helped the police capture.
"He's a menace!"
"Yes, but I had to interfere because of how good he is at what he does. You see what I'm saying here?"
Clara sighed. "Aiden, if you wanna kill this guy, do it yourself! Don't hire public menace number-fucking-one to do it for you!"
"Clara, this guy's got security. They don't look like much, but those bodyguards are probably going to kill me if I start shooting, and it's a little hard to sneak into an apartment with one entrance. Plus, killing a bunch of war veterans isn't gonna be great for my reputation."
"Personally, I love his plan." T-bone said, throwing his hands into the air.
"Shut up, Grady. No one asked you."
The guard waved his arms around, trying to get someone, anyone's attention as consciousness left him.
I'd made it to the CTOS security terminal for the prison. Where they keep all sorts of stuff.
That is, until someone like me comes around.