“Yeah, bitch boy,” grunted Polinski. Jerry wanted to do just the opposite, but his fear of what else could be happening right now overtook that. Okxxx The door was locked, the warden’s hands were nothing less than lethal weapons, and he himself was a weakling, physically and mentally. Little did the robbers know that a few of the customers were skilled martial artists. Fuck no! Jerry doubled up in pain, but did not rise, so he kicked him again, this time in the groin. “So,” Polinski said in his rough voice, which carried only a small hint of a Russian accent. Apart from being kicked in the balls, it was the worst agony he had ever experienced. As far as he knew for fact, if a prisoner was sent to the warden, he usually
