Broadcast to Blood – The World Sees the Puppet Master

The sky above the penitentiary was an unbroken slab of iron grey, the kind of colour that foreshadowed storms, but never rain. Inside, silence throbbed under fluorescent lights as the prison’s deepest wing Cell Block E held its breath. Rafael Montenegro, once draped in tailored Armani and silk, now ...

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