Cellmate

Chapter 17

On the way, Jake was uncertain of what happened before this government. He was just hoping to know this. The ride was a bit long but Jake didn't notice it. He went into the same prison his father had went to before and was hanged for truth. His possessions were confiscated. A wallet with his loving dad's picture on it. Some money. And a picture of Stella, his friend who turned her back.

"Your name? "asked the prison authority." Jake Mathews " replied Jake."Mother's name?" asked the prison authority. Jake said nothing for a moment. The person in charge raised his eyebrow. Jake took a deep breath and shook his head.
"Dad's?" asked the prison authority. "Matthew." replied Jake. He walked as the police walked alongside with him. He changed into prison clothes.

He walked into his cell. "Cell No. 27" it read. He saw three other persons. "I think you're my..." stopped Jake.
"Cellmates. " said Jake. He sat near them. Harry, John and Arthur. They know the best of 2059 government.
And there was another cellmate in the next cell, Sam, an engineer. Jake was hoping to know more about London's past. "Are you accused of murder?" asked Arthur. "Framed" said Jake. "What was the government like five years ago?" asked Jake. Arthur was silent, his question unanswered. "You'll know soon" replied Arthur. There was one question on his mind. Who killed the Prime Minister? Why is he framed? "I need to find out" said Jake, firmly. Expecting a day of freedom, a free Britain, and his vengeance for his father. That was his dream. "I'll be back" he shouted. The police stared at him.