“What are you doing back here?” Tina’s eyes flashed with surprise the moment she sighted me.

“What do you mean ma’am? This is my workplace, am I not meant to be here?” I asked with a smirk, folding my hands across my chest as I watched her.

“You…you are meant to be rotting in jail, how the hell did you get out?” She asked in anger, flaring her nostrils, she drew in deep breaths.

Her face looked blotched and red, which was comical. I let out a small laugh; she looked on the ...