The Wolf of Los Angeles

[Chapter 84: Special Treatment in Prison]

After a few busy days, Hawke decided to give Edward a break and caught up on some much-needed sleep.

However, just as the sun began to rise, loud banging on the door jolted him awake.

Hawke threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, then leaned out the second-floor window to see what was going on.

Frank, the old man, looked like a beggar asking for change, banging on the door with a coin-filled ashtray.

Hawke shouted down, "Wait a minute!"

Frank shot a middle finger up at the second floor.

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Hawke quickly washed up and went downstairs to open the door, pulling a dime out of his pocket and tossing it into the ashtray. "There's your money."