CHAPTER 50
The prison police station was running and the dust was rising, Charles was handcuffed to the bars of the stagecoach, he no longer had a voice to complain, but no one listened to him. Those mounties had no idea of the weight of the name Kensington III; as soon as he arrived in Hamilton, he was sure that his family and even William Thatcher would save him and put an end to all those who made him go through all this humiliation. From that judge Bill Avery, to these mounties involved in this transfer and especially Jack Thorton; They would all pay and pay dearly for this humiliation, this shame. He would wipe out their professions, families and leave most or all of them in prison.
It had been a whole day and this morning inside that cage like an animal. "Who did they think they were? " Charles couldn't have been redder with anger, even to eat, they left him tied up and only gave him water and some sandwiches. Charles had a feeling something was going to happen soon. I hoped it would be something good for him.
