Chapter 183 Teddy Bear

IN THE Altiplano prison, in Mexico. Henri was lying on the dirty floor of solitary confinement, and could barely open his left eye. His lips were chapped, swollen, bloodied, and wounded, and his whole body ached. Yet, there was a smug look on his face. He slowly sat and leaned on the wall waiting for the prison guard to give him his evening dessert of beatings. As if on cue, he heard the gates open. He prepared himself for them but, to his surprise, he was carried to the prison infirmary where his wounds were treated. He became relentless and couldn’t fathom what was happening. Paranoia got the best of him, “Are you planning to kill me now?” He yelled at the doctor.