Chapter 22: Not The Cell Mate He Expected
"My hands are hurting," Dax exaggerated. Lucas hadn't responded to his handshake.
Dax was a bald headed, light skin man. He had a beard too. His skin was tattooed all over and very veiny that one couldn't tell his complexion. He had piercings on his ear. He was very huge and everything in him was screaming "thug!!!"
Lucas reluctantly shook hands with him. He didn't want to be beaten.
"Welcome smallie, this is our home," Dax said with a smile revealing his tabacco stained teeth.
Dax was kept alone because other inmates were afraid of time and the officers didn't want to settle cell fights often or precisely take a corpse to the morgue. Unknown to them, Dax was feeling lonely and wasn't really as bad as he looked.
"Today is Friday and you w
