Chapter 154: Well, well, who's this?

Staring at the metal cell door, Nash Johnston let a smile tug at his mouth. "Think you can rough me up off the books?" "You're begging for a beating." "I wonder how Jessie's doing." "If that fat slob Ernest lays a finger on Jessie, what am I gonna do?" Thinking about Jessie, a prickle of worry crept through him. "Useless!" "Jefferson is a useless waste. He couldn't even handle a handcuffed little bastard!" Ernest stormed out of the confinement room and started cursing up a storm. Still, bluster...