#2 : Alec practised garrotting his pillow, t…

He certainly didn’t look dangerous. He was perhaps the shortest prisoner on the wing, sitting uneasily on the edge of the chair in my office – itself a converted prison cell in a maximum security prison. In fact you could easily have overlooked him – he was thin, even emaciated. His eyes did not flash danger signals, like serial killers were supposed to – but he was undoubtedly the most dangerous individual there. Especially when, with precious little warning, he added me to his hit list.

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