undercover criminals
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Last published Thu, Nov 27, 2014
I knew that it had been a bad idea to blow up my school, and it was an even worse idea to get caught doing it.
Spending ten years in a young offenders prison with only the company of a nerdy computer hacker and a psychotic cell mate isn't exactly mine, or anyone's version of appealing.
The prospect becomes positively cruel when you throw in a minimal number showers, crazy inmates dead set on destroying me, and the food from hell.
So, when given the change to a get out of jail free card of course I accepted it... even if it meant teaming up with an arrogant arsehole, the real life version of the incredible hulk, a nerd girl, and going undercover into a ruthless gang to help uncover a terrorist plot.
Looking back ,I realise that it would have probably been a better idea to just stay in jail.
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