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Submitted to Contest #290
Spieler didn't have to wait long for the officers to bring Connelly to him. He knew it was Connelly by the jingling of his chains with every heavy step his foot took, subtly growing louder and louder as he approached the door up to the second the doorhandle twisted and the man was compelled to his chair. Spieler studied the man: clean shaven face, a convict jumpsuit flowing pathetically over his chest, and his eyes...Judgement was already pronounced, even if Connelly had not yet met with a judge. His clothes--and the overwhelming amount...
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