The Charismatic Charlie Wade

When Bruce Weinstein returned to the prison with the assistance of his friend Mark, the agony he endured almost drove him to the brink of despair.

Given the prison’s strict regulations, outsiders were generally forbidden from entering. To avoid unnecessary complications, Bruce arranged for his confidants to pick him up outside, while Mark had to make a brief return to the hospital.

Back in his office, Bruce gritted his teeth through the pain, instructing his confidants to head to the section where Jagoan was held, intending to discreetly extract him from his cell.

A prison guard arrived at Jagoan’s cell door, swung it open, and declared, “Who’s Mr. Jagoan? Step out.”

Jagoan, silent and composed, rose from his bed and approached the door without uttering a word.

The guard secured the cells and whispered to Jagoan, “The warden’s expecting you in the office. Follow me.”

Jagoan nodded, following the guard out of the prison area. The guard guided him to the prison’s medical department, steering him into the doctor’s office during the doctor’s off hours. Handing Jagoan a prison guard’s uniform, shoes, and hat, he murmured, “Change into these, and I’ll take you to see the warden.”

Jagoan didn’t question the directive, swiftly changing into the prison guard attire. The guard then made a call on his cell phone.

A fellow guard, matching Jagoan’s height and build, entered the scene. The escorting guard whispered to the new one, “Wait here, keep it quiet, and don’t engage on the phone. Contact me. I’ll lock the door after I leave, and you stay put until I return.”

The new guard nodded, saying, “Got it, captain.”

Relieved, the initial guard handed his hat to Jagoan and ordered, “Put on your hat. Let’s go. Remember, keep your head down outside to avoid the surveillance camera.”

donned the hat, and exited

guard swiped his card, escorting Jagoan to the prison

the guard stepped away, he whispered to Jagoan, “Remember, if anyone asks about tonight, say you weren’t feeling well, and I took you to the infirmary. The doctor was

substituting the civet cat with the prince was sound. With

The guard knocked thrice, then,

brought him,” the

a savior, urgently said to Jagoan, “Mr. Jagoan, come in quickly! Guard, step

closing the heavy, soundproof door

to contain his anguish, cried out, “Mr. Jagoan, you have to save me! If you don’t, I’ll be

so much effort to quietly reach this office, his objective was

Bruce Weinstein, he said coldly, “Don’t worry. Though your little

that be? My friend, a doctor, said it’s already dead. If you don’t treat me, I might have to

worry. There’s reiki here. It won’t die. Cooperate, and I’ll

Bruce Weinstein asked, “Reiki?

question, Jagoan coldly inquired, “Tell me, is there a secret passage in your office? Is

struck dumb, stared at Jagoan, muttering, “Who are you? How do you know about the secret passage and

stating, “I’m here for

energy into Bruce Weinstein’s mind, Jagoan ordered, “Answer

Bruce Weinstein, now compliant, confessed, “There’s indeed a secret passage behind my office, an elevator shaft. There’s a secret cell beneath it, and Peter Cole is