Canadian Freedom Or Hibernation Heartsick

Chapter 9 Vilify Perpetrators

In the San Francisco prison, locked in one of the isolation cells, an ex agent sat down on his bed, looking at the ground in defeat even after all the time that had passed since he got arrested. All he can think of is what he'll do to the type of animals that got him arrested in the first place, without a reflection that leads to his arrest. His cell didn't even have a light, nor a window, he slept in total darkness, whilst other criminals actually had lights and some windows in their cells. But at the end of the day, he couldn't have cared less knowing he can't escape the prison even if he tried. And if he succeeded, his vengeance won't happen with the odds against him with society in San Francisco being the opposite of what he sees.

Then Officer Murphy entered the hall of cells, he walked down the hall while hitting the ex agent's cell with his baton, gently. "Buck Trout." He called to his attention. "You made bail."

Buck lifted his head up while turning to the police officer. "I made bail?" He spoked.

"Yes but there's still conditions for you to follow." He took out his key to unlock the cell door while taking out his hand cuffs. "We're having a meeting with the person who bailed you out."

Buck slowly got up as he turned around, allowing Murphy to handcuff him. Upon going through rooms in the building, he took him to the courtroom where the person who bailed him out, sat down in front of the judge. He turned to him, not giving him a smile but at the same time, he wouldn't do what he did considering the ex agent hadn't heard of him.

"Please sit down." Murphy ordered as Buck sat next to the person as Murphy stood next to the judge. "Do the honors."

The judge looked straight at Buck who he still isn't on best terms due to his crimes. "Buck Trout, I won't tolerate that you're getting released, but after talking to Barry Charles, we agreed to it, but you need to follow the conditions."

When Buck turned to Barry, he precisely stayed on topic. "What are the conditions?" He turned back to the judge.

"There's three conditions. First condition is that you're banned from San Francisco. Not only are you not allowed to step any feet close to the bears here, we're not allowing you to cause anymore crises."

"Trust me, he'll be in mental control." Barry replied.

"The second condition is you're not participating in any wildlife control program with the fake news you made."

"Just because we're protecting the animals in San Francisco, doesn't mean we're allowing other states to have the same problems." Murphy added.

Buck knew there's no way any wildlife company would hire him if they found out about his track record. "I'll distance myself to any wildlife control facilities, including zoos."

"The final condition is if you commit the same crimes like before, we're putting you into solitary confinement, permanently." The judge laid down the law. "We're also informing Barry that if he allows you to cause any crisis, he's also getting arrested."

"That will never happen." Barry smiled. "I'll make sure he doesn't harm any animal as long as I'm keeping an eye on him."

"You better because after weeks of discussing this, we won't hesitate for a second to lock you up." Murphy pointed at Barry.

"You may have the money to bail out a terrible criminal, but that doesn't mean he and you are off the hook." The judge added. "But to be fair...you didn't commit a crime and the company you work in...doesn't involve animals so, be smart about it."

"Don't worry, I'm more intelligent to keep animals from harm's way." Barry replied.

"Then with that, Buck Trout has been released." The judge hit his board with his gavel, as Murphy uncuffed Buck. Barry and Buck headed outside of the prison while he took the released prisoner to his private jet at the airport. Throughout the whole time upon driving to the airport, Buck didn't say a word when Barry bailed him out. He wasn't happy, but wasn't complaining either. He doesn't even know who Barry Charles is, especially why he's bailing him out. But every time he looked back at him, he smirked, awaiting the moment to talk to him.