CHAPTER 61

In the jail the doctor received a Bronson carrying a man who was bleeding heavily from the anus, because the towel arrived soaked with blood, when he put him to bed he only looked disapprovingly at the mastodon saying angrily.

"Shit Bronson stop fucking with the others, another one that bring me like this, but" I observe him strangely saying.

"What's so special about this one that you bring it yourself?" To which I answer him.

"That doesn't interest you Doc, just do your job, I want this one to be healthy, I don't want you to let him die, I want him for me, I like him like no other".

The doctor knew him very well because every time inmates entered the prison, some of them arrived injured, bleeding from the anus and sometimes they died because when they reached his hands it was already too late because they were found after hours of abuse.