Chapter 189

The last time they spoke, they told him they were working on his release.

"Working on it?" He had growled, standing up from the queen-sized bed he had been sitting on, "I've been in here for two weeks, and you're just working on it?!" 

"Sir," his lawyer stepped forward, "There isn't a case to be debated on when the evidence was served to them on a silver platter."

"Oh shut the fuck up, Homer," he had snapped, " There is nothing a little more money can't solve. All it takes is the right amount of toppings to serve it out.":

Exhausted, he rubbed against his forehead, " I need to get out of here before this becomes public knowledge."

"So far, there is nothing out in the media. And with the judge's feedback, you'll be out of here in no time and even pick up from where you stopped in the election," his lawyer explained, voice so even it made him spite, he lost a lot, including their terror when they stood before him, " All I ask of you is to be pat