TWENTY EIGHT- A TASTE OF FREEDOM

He had become soft, and realised that Sasha Manderson must have emerged from the shadows as well since she was so informed about his life and the things that had taken place. She was right, where the hell was Stephanie and the guys? They must have heard on the grapevine by now that he was locked up. Marcus retreated into his shell mentally as he considered what Sasha had said about choices. The journey along the highway just seemed to slip by until Marcus was transferred back to the police car in order to execute the proper protocols before being booked at the remand prison.

Processing was smooth and swift, and within thirty minutes of entering the centre, Marcus was assessed and assigned a cell for single occupancy. His look around the sparsely furnished 80 x 10 cell was interrupted by the knock on the gate.