The Charismatic Charlie Wade

At this particular time, in the cell during the night, a group of prisoners took turns using the cold shower in the bathroom.

Their motivation for queuing up for these chilly showers stemmed from Jagoan’s request to do whatever they could to combat their overpowering body odor. Originally, this assembly of prisoners had been a bunch of inmates who paid little heed to personal hygiene. Moreover, they were devoid of any deodorant. A dozen of them gathered together, and when they closed their eyes, they might as well have imagined a septic tank explosion.

In this moment, Gustavo approached Jagoan, his hair still damp, and with an obsequious expression asked, “Mr. Jagoan, did you meet with Bruce just now?”

Jagoan replied coldly, “Remember, don’t inquire about things you shouldn’t.”

“Yes, yes, of course…” Gustavo nodded repeatedly, then with a worried tone continued, “Mr. Jagoan, I have something to ask, if it’s not too inconvenient.”

Jagoan responded calmly, “Go on, tell me.”

Gustavo hurriedly began, “Mr. Jagoan, to be honest, I have no knowledge of the charges against you, whether there was a trial or not, and what your sentence might be. I might spend the rest of my life in this prison. If you ever manage to get out, what will become of me here? What if my wretched son decides he wants me dead? It’s only a matter of time before I meet my end in here.”

Jagoan inquired curiously, “So, what do you propose? Do you want me to stay imprisoned alongside you?”

Gustavo waved his hands anxiously, “No, no, Mr. Jagoan, I would never presume such a thing. I just believe you possess considerable influence. Can you help me find a way out of this predicament?”

Jagoan shook his head casually, remarking, “I don’t have any easy solutions. I can only guarantee your safety for one more day in this place. If I’m free tomorrow, it will signify our paths have diverged. Your future is your own concern.”

Gustavo implored with a fearful expression, “Mr. Jagoan, please help me brainstorm a solution. Look at my age, I can’t simply die in this prison.”

Jagoan regarded him and asked with interest, “Since you’ve broached this topic, I assume you must have some preferred course of action in mind. Why don’t you share your plan, and we can assess its viability?”

Gustavo’s face lit up with hope, and he moved closer to Jagoan, speaking respectfully, “Mr. Jagoan, here’s my proposal. I’ve thought of two plans—one more audacious and another more cautious. I’m wary of both and need your assistance.”

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involves both of us finding a way to escape this prison, leave

“The timeframe for this plan is rather limited. Joseph wanted to kill me today, but you intervened. My hunch is that my son will seek retribution soon. If Joseph can’t eliminate me within a day or two, given my son’s temperament, he’ll likely choose someone else. I’ll still be in grave danger. While I maintain some influence within the warden’s office, I could convince them to discreetly allow us to leave, citing a desire to spend time with women and return early tomorrow morning. That way, we could escape the prison and make a run for

plan to evade capture in and outside the United States? Furthermore, your son now wields substantial influence over the entire Sanchez family. If he discovers you’ve escaped, he’ll

determination, “Mr. Jagoan, I rely on you to help me. You possess great capabilities. You can find a way to return me safely to Mexico. Once back, the Sanchez family and others will undoubtedly support my return to power. I will be profoundly grateful and promise generous rewards. I won’t offer billions in cash, but the Sanchez family can provide that. Alternatively, if that doesn’t suit you, I can offer $10 billion worth of

have

endured nearly a century of shame partly due to the opium trade perpetuated by the UK. In the 19th century, this so-called ‘gentleman’ country was actively involved in opium production and distribution, poisoning millions of Chinese. They’re the forebears of your Sanchez family, essentially drug lords. Asking for money from a drug dealer

defended himself, “Mr. Jagoan, I may be a drug dealer, but I’ve never trafficked drugs to China. All my dealings involve

retorted coldly, “There’s no need for debate, your wealth doesn’t

as the head of the family, the Sanchez family will pledge allegiance to you in the future. I’ll comply with your directives. Don’t underestimate us, the Sanchez

asked with a smile, “Are you

we have power, but we’re just a small

conceded, “Mr. Jagoan, shall I share the

him, “Go on, I’m

nephew and

can’t provide the help you need. Despite his status as the most influential prisoner here and the leader of many inmates, he’s still

son may find it challenging to harm me. In that case,

Gustavo continued, “However, Joseph only heeds your commands. I implore you to speak with him on

of this prison? He could gradually replace Joseph’s allies with his own, gaining dominance within the prison. Once his

grew visibly anxious and murmured, “Then… what should I do,

his distress, Jagoan smiled slightly and asked, “Gustavo, are you serious about wanting to save your life? If so, you’ll need to start by dealing with the Rothschild family. If you can gain their favor, they