Derrick entered the unit a little earlier than his normal time.
In the way of the streets, they whispered but never said a word..
I didn\'t need to come out of my cell for the other boys on the pod to know that the silent kid in cell thirty-seven was actually a silent killer.
It didn\'t help them because they both were fired in the jail cover up anyway.
It was in both of their favor to say that Derrick jumped to his death.
Mack and Gilmore, so busy in their gossip, saw nothing.
His portly body dropped awkwardly and his neck broke after his head hit squarely on one of the first floor metal picnic tables.
It didn\'t take much effort to push him over the railing and re-enter my room before the guards even looked up.
He passed my cell without even looking in.
I could hear him walking and singing the hook to the song "Buy U a Drank" he was doing the weird thing with his voice trying to make it sound like auto tune.
I passed him without a word and went into my cell.
Derrick was walking up the steps with his mop bucket. "Any moment now, if you don\'t see him here tomorrow you\'re going to see him on the street or at the barbershop." They continued to talk as I got up from the solid metal table and chair. "When do they expect the jury to come in?" I heard Gilmore ask.
Mopping like he knew it was his last day.
He had a certain level of joy in his energy.
Derrick was making his way up to the second floor.
I glanced up from my writing and could see the fury in Gilmore\'s eyes as he conceded that Derrick\'s jury being out so long may actually mean that he was going to get away with it.
The judge threw it out, he said Derrick didn\'t know he was being recorded so the state couldn\'t use it," Mack replied. "Nah man, that\'s the thing. "No way he beats that, they got him on tape apologizing to the mama and claiming the girl had come on to him," Officer Gilmore said.
An officer by the name of Mack, who was Derrick\'s escort, began talking about how the jury was still deliberating Derrick\'s case.
I sat in front of the TV writing and listening to the guard\'s gossip about the happenings of the jail.
I was on the bottom floor of the pod when he pushed his cart and mopped the first floor.
Derrick entered the unit a little earlier than his normal time
