Elliot Eventually made a call to his mom and caught her up on what was happening. She was crying most of the time and promising that it would all be okay, but Elliot had a feeling in his stomach telling him this was only the beginning. She put money into his account and he ordered food as soon as he got the chance. He also got paper and a pencil.
He questioned why that was even allowed in the first place but he wasn't complaining; it's not like he had anything else to do.
As Elliot laid in his cell alone he felt like crying. It all finally set in. He was in prison for something he didn't do and if it wasn't for the locked doors he's pretty sure someone could easily strangle him in his sleep but, there's still a bunkmate to worry about so he's not completely safe.
A person, specifically a cop at the door pulls him from his pity party with handcuffs already in his hand. He tells Elliot to get up and slips the tight handcuffs onto his wrists before walking him down the hall he recognized. He's led into a hallway blocked by a heavy lock different from the others and his blood pressure immediately spikes.
They stop in front of a door marked with the number 23 in bold. He's led into a dimly lit room. He walks to a table in the middle and observes his surroundings. The person guiding him handcuffs him to a bar on the table and stands in the corner of the room.
He doesn't wait long until the big door keeping him in the room is unlocked with a loud squeak and opened. A woman in a cream suit walks in as her tan red bottom heels clack against the cement ground. She's well polished and walks with great confidence. She is decorated with the utmost best and well fashioned earrings and rings that sparkle against the small sunlight that peeks into the room. She sits in front of Elliot with a kind smile and reaches out to shake his hand.
Elliot shakes her hand with a smile, as he does this he notices a gold chain leading under her shirt.
"Hello Mr. Martin, I'm Cassandra Davinson and I've been given to you by the state as your defense attorney and it seems like you are in quite the predicament." She says as she pulls her briefcase on top of the steel table and pulls out a small brown case and multiple folders of all different colors.
"Yes, it seems so." Elliot says with a low chuckle.
She opens up her folders and pulls glasses out of the small brown case and gives Elliot another warm smile instantly gaining Elliot's full trust.
"Ok so tell me everything I need to know about your involvement with the murder of sarah jones" Elliot leans forward and looks back at the cop in the dark corner then looks back at Mrs. Davidson and whispers.
"I think I'm being framed."
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The Death of Sarah Jones (ManxMan) ✔️
Short Story"What are you in for?" A deep voice says from above him. Elliot jumps up and sits at the edge of the bed and is too frightened to answer. He hears ruffling from above him and a tall man with deep skin and bright blue hair jumps from the top bunk. Th...
