Chapter 155: So You're Yosef?!

Vance turned his head toward Yosef Simpson. Yosef's features had almost knotted together. Knifing pain, a crawling itch that ran from scalp to sole, and the shock of a rank sock jammed in his mouth battered mind and body at once. The veins stood out on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to kill Vance a thousand times over, yet cold sense told him that one more outburst would only win him more kicks. This guard really hit hard and wasn't afraid to use force. They had already taken...