The Amazing Son in Law The Charismatic Charlie Wade

At this particular time, in the cell during the night, a group of prisoners took turns using the cold shower in the bathroom.

Their motivation for queuing up for these chilly showers stemmed from Charlie’s request to do whatever they could to combat their overpowering body odor. Originally, this assembly of prisoners had been a bunch of inmates who paid little heed to personal hygiene. Moreover, they were devoid of any deodorant. A dozen of them gathered together, and when they closed their eyes, they might as well have imagined a septic tank explosion.

In this moment, Gustavo approached Charlie, his hair still damp, and with an obsequious expression asked, “Mr. Wade, did you meet with Bruce just now?”

Charlie replied coldly, “Remember, don’t inquire about things you shouldn’t.”

“Yes, yes, of course…” Gustavo nodded repeatedly, then with a worried tone continued, “Mr. Wade, I have something to ask, if it’s not too inconvenient.”

Charlie responded calmly, “Go on, tell me.”

Gustavo hurriedly began, “Mr. Wade, to be honest, I have no knowledge of the charges against you, whether there was a trial or not, and what your sentence might be. I might spend the rest of my life in this prison. If you ever manage to get out, what will become of me here? What if my wretched son decides he wants me dead? It’s only a matter of time before I meet my end in here.”

Charlie inquired curiously, “So, what do you propose? Do you want me to stay imprisoned alongside you?”

Gustavo waved his hands anxiously, “No, no, Mr. Wade, I would never presume such a thing. I just believe you possess considerable influence. Can you help me find a way out of this predicament?”

Charlie shook his head casually, remarking, “I don’t have any easy solutions. I can only guarantee your safety for one more day in this place. If I’m free tomorrow, it will signify our paths have diverged. Your future is your own concern.”

Gustavo implored with a fearful expression, “Mr. Wade, please help me brainstorm a solution. Look at my age, I can’t simply die in this prison.”

Charlie regarded him and asked with interest, “Since you’ve broached this topic, I assume you must have some preferred course of action in mind. Why don’t you share your plan, and we can assess its viability?”

Gustavo’s face lit up with hope, and he moved closer to Charlie, speaking respectfully, “Mr. Wade, here’s my proposal. I’ve thought of two plans—one more audacious and another more cautious. I’m wary of both and need your assistance.”

him to continue, saying, “Go ahead,

swiftly explained, “The more audacious plan involves both of us finding a way to escape this

eliminate me within a day or two, given my son’s temperament, he’ll likely choose someone else. I’ll still be in grave danger. While I maintain some influence within the warden’s

to escape, your absence will trigger a global manhunt by American law enforcement.

entire Sanchez family. If he discovers you’ve escaped, he’ll stop at nothing to eliminate you. Assassins from all over Mexico and the United States may be on your

to return me safely to Mexico. Once back, the Sanchez family and others will undoubtedly support my return to power.

“To be frank, I have no interest in any money you’ve

aware of my Chinese heritage, my ancestors endured nearly a century of shame partly due to the opium trade perpetuated by the UK. In the 19th century, this so-called ‘gentleman’ country was actively involved in opium production and distribution, poisoning millions of Chinese. They’re the forebears of your Sanchez family, essentially drug lords. Asking for money from a drug dealer would disgrace my ancestors

dealer, but I’ve never trafficked drugs to China. All my dealings involve Americans

need for debate, your wealth doesn’t

future. I’ll comply with your directives. Don’t underestimate us, the Sanchez family possesses assets worth tens of billions, substantial private armed forces, and intricate networks for

surveyed their surroundings, and asked with a smile, “Are

we have power,

sighed deeply and conceded, “Mr. Jagoan, shall I share the second, less

nodded, urging him, “Go on, I’m

Jagoan, Joseph still wields considerable influence within Brooklyn Prison. Since he’s your nephew and follows your lead, could you ask him to do everything

influential prisoner here and the leader of many inmates, he’s still just a prisoner. Do you believe he can ensure your

to protect me, my son may find it challenging to harm me. In that

your commands. I implore you to speak with

out of this prison? He could gradually replace Joseph’s allies with his own, gaining dominance within the prison. Once his power surpasses

anxious and murmured, “Then… what should

you’ll need to start by dealing

“Mr. Jagoan, how can I establish a connection with