It was a fine day in Baymard!


    The bright and vibrant white and baby-blue sky immediately made one feel a sense of calm and joy... as it gave them inner peace from the sun’s ever generous warmth.


    The people busied themselves within this newly established empire.... as they went about their day earning their sries, going to school, going shopping, visiting the new established entertainment centers and many other things within the empire.


    But of course while other people were going about their days cheerfully.... some on the other hand, were just about to loose their minds from it all.


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    --Police Headquarters, Central Region, District C--


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    ’Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!’


    "Let us out God-Dammit!!


    Do you know who we are?"


    "Let us out!!"


    "_"


    Within one of the holding cells, 7 prisoners all looked restless... as they were truly at their wits end concerning this so-called holding cell.


    Yup!.... these 7 men were the ones who tried to break into the lower region a few nights back.


    They were now all wearing grey colored clothes.... as several of their own had been torn to shreds by all those Boss Dogs and their Doggy squads.


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    They had never experienced the whole ’holding cell’ thing, so they were utterly confused as to why they hadn’t been tortured yet.


    To put it simply, as the name implied.... these holding cells were only meant to keep them here until their punishment had been dished out in court.


    Of course.... these holding cells had many other purposes as well, and were also very known to those who got too drunk in Baymard.


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    Sometimes, some people would go for some celebratory asions..... and well depending on their bodies, some wouldn’t even be able to drink up to 2 bottles of Dom Perignon or even the ’OBger beer, without getting drunk.


    And if they ended up sleeping on the streets or getting into funny drunk situations.... the police might keep them in the cells till morning.


    Then they would be free to go with a warning on mature drinking and so on.


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    Of course since these holding cells were in the police headquarters and police branch offices around Baymard.... more and more citizens were now familiar with what to expect when they got there, as cases like these would pop up every now and then in Baymard.


    And in addition to that, the police officers and their recruitment team..... had also done their best to exin what really went down in those holding cell to the citizens as well.


    So right now, most people now had a general idea of what these holding cells were meant for in Baymard.


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    But when it came to the actual Prison located within District B, which was also surrounded by the Barracks police academy and other weapon training academies... even though many people had been given a brief takeout on it, they still didn’t know how different it was from the holding cell situation.


    So of course now that they had heard that Baymard might put people in that maximum security prison... several people had already nned to keep an eye out on the case.


    And just like that, these 7 men didn’t know that they were going to make history, as the first ever prisoners to go to Baymard’s maximum security prison.


    ’Lucky them!’


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    "Let us out!"


    ’Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!’


    Within the holding cell, 4 of the men were lyingzily on the beds that were attached to the walls..... while the other 3 were busy banging the ck prison bars as loud as they could.


    In truth, all of them were really out of ideas about what these people were ying at.


    For them, it would’ve been better for them to be tortured night and day..... than for them to have their minds messed up so much.


    With every passing second, the wiat, the anticipation, and their own ridiculous imaginations... have all made theme up with various versions of what was toe.


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    As spies, they had been prepared to die ages ago... but when one’s captive keeps them alive and doesn’t even bother to torture them, then wasn’t that even worse instead?


    What they were scared of the most, was not dying without even knowing it.


    It was better for them to see a swording their way, than to sleep within this cell, and one day not wake up.


    So due to this, they had been sleeping with one eye open each night... which resulted in them only getting maybe 2 hours of sleep a day.


    Hence they were tired, stressed out, worried and extremely worn off.


    This was an utter nightmare to them.


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    "Please let us out!


    We are actually very rich.


    Look! Look!.... we will give you ten thousand copper coins if you just let us escape!"


    "Yeah! Yeah!


    Our master is crazy rich... and will even give you anything you want if you let us out!"


    We will leave and nevere back again!"


    "Hey!


    I know you all can hear us..... so stop acting like we’re invisible!" Tybalt yelled, while looking at the closed door some distance ahead of him.


    The massive room they were in, had a massive ck thick metal door and 8 more cells within the room.


    And just outside the metal door, was some sort of mini office that was separate from the other offices within the building.


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    The office had at least 6 police officers there on every shift, who were tasked with guarding and providing for all the prisoners within the massive room behind them.


    As well as filling up paperwork on any main events that might have ured with the prisoners.


    Of course from there, they would hand over their observations to the detectives and others, who would then take it from tegre.


    Their job was just to guard and make sure that the prisoners also had food and other basic human needs.


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    Even though the officers heard the shouts and loud banging noisesing from these men, they still focused on their work as if they had heard nothing from the room behind them..... And this action alone almost made the prisoners feel like strangling them to death as every minute passed by.


    What the hell?


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    "Why won’t they answer us?!!" Rowan bellowed out angrily, while gripping his hair tightly with both hands on his head.


    "That’s it!


    I’ve had it with their stuck up attitude!


    Do they think that we’re beneath them?


    is that why they didn’t even bother listening to us?


    Uahhhh!!!" Merek said while banging his hands angry on the prison wall.


    "Settle down boys.... I’ve thought this through.


    And I think that the reason why we weren’t tortured, was because his majesty Alec Barn.... had probably indirectly stopped them from doing so.


    So we might actually get out in a few days time." The leader said while looking at the cell ceiling with a confident smile on his face.


    "Yes.... that must be it leader!


    Hahahhahaha..... I knew that his majesty would not abandon us so easily."


    "His majesty is probably doing his best to save us even now as we speak.


    What a guy!!"


    "_"


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    The men all smiled, and those who had previously banged the cell bars... all stopped what they were doing, and sneered towards the room’s thick metal door.


    Hehehhe.... soon, they would show these people the full might of someone under Alec Barn’s power.


    They couldn’t help but start visualizing their release from this cell.


    In their minds, they had already seen themselves walking out majestically.... while looking at those police officers outside arrogantly.


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    And just as the men had started gaining their confidence back, the room’srge metal was gently opened... and in came 14 police officers, who quickly handcuffed then and led them out of the cell.


    In their minds, they couldn’t help but wonder if Alec had finally been able to save them from this whole ordeal.


    But sadly, they were destined to be disappointed from it all.


    What bloody Alec?


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    ’Cuff! Cuff!’


    "Let’s go!"


    ’Din! Din! Din! Din! Din! Din! Din!’


    The handcuffed men all left the cell with the police officers, and were each led to separate small basic rooms..... which had a table, 2 chairs, and some sort of ck ss in front of it.


    Each of them waited in the room with a bold smile on their faces, as they thought that this was all for their release.


    They strode in arrogantly, and unhurriedly took their seats


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    Tyt sneered, as he looked around the empty room confidently.


    Hmmp!... soon, he would walk out of here and give these viiness people a piece of his mind!


    ’Crieeeekkkkkk!’


    Tybalt heard the door opened gently, and his smile became even broader than it was before.


    Hahahah.... has his majesty Alec finally secured their freedom already?


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    Tybalt looked at the door and his smile quickly dampened down in a sh.


    Who the hell was this?


    The door was gently opened, and in came a man who was wearing some sort of formal attire.


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    "Good day Mr. TYBALT.


    I am your attorney.... Mr. Allister McLaren."


    "_"