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,

plan involves both of us finding a way to

he’ll likely choose someone else. I’ll still be in grave danger. While I maintain some influence within the warden’s office, I could convince them to discreetly allow

if you manage to escape, your absence will trigger a global manhunt by American law enforcement. How do you plan to evade capture in and

be on your tail, and you can’t be sure whether your own subordinates have been bought off by your son. Trust will be in short

can find a way to return me safely to Mexico. Once back, the Sanchez family and others will undoubtedly support my return to power. I will be

have no interest

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

a drug dealer, but I’ve never trafficked drugs to China. All my dealings involve Americans and their dollars, so you bear no psychological burden in

for debate, your wealth doesn’t tempt

head of the family, the Sanchez family will pledge allegiance to you in the 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 drug trafficking and money laundering.

their surroundings, and asked

implication, coughed awkwardly, and explained, “Of course, we have power, but we’re just a small player in the eyes of

this point, Gustavo sighed deeply and conceded, “Mr. Jagoan, shall I share the second, less daring plan

nodded, urging him, “Go on, I’m

he’s your nephew and follows your lead, could you ask him to do everything in his power to keep

help you need. Despite his status as the most influential prisoner here and the leader

here. If he’s willing to exert himself to protect me, my son may find it challenging

desperation, Gustavo continued, “However, Joseph only heeds your commands. I implore you

of this prison? He could

anxious and murmured, “Then… what should I do, Mr.

slightly and asked, “Gustavo, are you serious about wanting to save your life? If so, you’ll need to start

how can I establish a