Nightfreak
I Walk Alone...
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Funny how five years can change a man. Especially five years in jail, sitting there waiting the emotions building to a fever pitch. Most sitting behind bars are guilty of their crimes but I am not. Why in the fuck would I embezzle 500,000 dollars from the company I loved and busted my ass for. Shit I got a 50,000 dollar bonus last year alone off of one contract. I had my money and earned it legit not slinging drugs or hustlin like some of the boys in my old hood. But I was the only black man that was on the fast track in a company ran by white motherfuckers. So I got backstabbed and tried and convicted for something I didn't do. Five fuckin years of my life gone, but not wasted. Since I have been on lock down I have learned from the old heads. I did my own research on my case and found out that there was a few of those rich son of a bitches on the take. So I am gonna get even a bit of revenge on the one motherfucker that put me here the District Attorney.
While I have been incarcerated I learned a few things about the local D.A. Funny what you learn in the joint when you all have one man that sat across from ya in court that put a lot of inmates in jail. Turns out that motherfucker is dirty as shit. I kinda kept to myself in the joint but I made some good allies in here. Talking with this one and that one gathering all of the facts I can. Five years I sat back and read up on this sleaze bag. So when I get out I'm gonna get my bit of revenge and expose that motherfucker for what he really is a crook and a fraud.
Jamal Johnson was a smart man on the fast track at his old job. Getting out of the ghetto when he was 15 to live with his grandma in the country he traded the gang life for country life. It was a switch for Jamal but one that he needed or he would have went down a dark road that most hustlers and gangbangers see the grave. So he finished school and went to collage where he learned about computers. He was amazing behind a keyboard and could do things that would make the best scratch their head. At twenty two he graduated and was head hunted by a company in the city. The huge paycheck and bonuses lured him in and with in 3 years Jamal had a nice size nest egg sitting in a overseas bank account from all of the bonuses he collected finishing up projects early and stepping in when the company called on him to fix a fuck up one of the others messed up. Jamal knew that made him stick out but making and banking the kinda money he was well worth it. Untill the day he was arrested and locked up for embezzlement. Jamal knew he was innocent but being a black man in a white mans business who else was they gonna blame.
The day Jamal got out of jail he did what everyone does of most of them anyway. Went home to see his family he heard through letters that his grandma was not doing good and needed to see her before anything else. But that revenge was always on his mind. Burning in the pit of his gut now that he was out he could start to form a plan to get his revenge on the district attorney. Not an easy task but one Jamal knew he had to do.
After a few weeks with his grandma in the country Jamal went to the city and made some phone calls. He still had a large chunk of his bonus money from his job tucked away in off shore accounts. Originally his motivation for not banking it in the states was out of sight out of mind and when a rainy day hit he would have it. Well it was time to pull that money back because it was more than raining it was a downpour and that money would come in handy to get him set up to start his revenge.
It was about a month later that Jamal had his own place out in the country. Far enough to make a 30 minute trip to the city but far enough away to have peace and quiet. Jamal still had no real plan how to get his revenge. He knew where the D.A. lived and what he drove. He even knew what the D.A.'s wife drove and what she did for a living. Through associates he met in jail the D.A. always had someone keeping an eye on him. It costed Jamal a little cash but well worth it to have a set of eyes on him just to catch him when he slipped up. It was only a matter of time before Jamal heard that in fact he was slipping up. It was then when the intel started flowing in Jamal knew that the D.A. was dirty very dirty. Jamal knew this guy had to be taken down a peg or two and fall but not jail time. Jamal wanted to make him suffer Jamal wanted to ruin his life as he knew it.
( warning this is a Non Con role play. If that offends you then you may want to stop reading now. If you enjoy this type of thing well read on this is my first attempt at this type of rp. Thanks for reading along. )
While I have been incarcerated I learned a few things about the local D.A. Funny what you learn in the joint when you all have one man that sat across from ya in court that put a lot of inmates in jail. Turns out that motherfucker is dirty as shit. I kinda kept to myself in the joint but I made some good allies in here. Talking with this one and that one gathering all of the facts I can. Five years I sat back and read up on this sleaze bag. So when I get out I'm gonna get my bit of revenge and expose that motherfucker for what he really is a crook and a fraud.
Jamal Johnson was a smart man on the fast track at his old job. Getting out of the ghetto when he was 15 to live with his grandma in the country he traded the gang life for country life. It was a switch for Jamal but one that he needed or he would have went down a dark road that most hustlers and gangbangers see the grave. So he finished school and went to collage where he learned about computers. He was amazing behind a keyboard and could do things that would make the best scratch their head. At twenty two he graduated and was head hunted by a company in the city. The huge paycheck and bonuses lured him in and with in 3 years Jamal had a nice size nest egg sitting in a overseas bank account from all of the bonuses he collected finishing up projects early and stepping in when the company called on him to fix a fuck up one of the others messed up. Jamal knew that made him stick out but making and banking the kinda money he was well worth it. Untill the day he was arrested and locked up for embezzlement. Jamal knew he was innocent but being a black man in a white mans business who else was they gonna blame.
The day Jamal got out of jail he did what everyone does of most of them anyway. Went home to see his family he heard through letters that his grandma was not doing good and needed to see her before anything else. But that revenge was always on his mind. Burning in the pit of his gut now that he was out he could start to form a plan to get his revenge on the district attorney. Not an easy task but one Jamal knew he had to do.
After a few weeks with his grandma in the country Jamal went to the city and made some phone calls. He still had a large chunk of his bonus money from his job tucked away in off shore accounts. Originally his motivation for not banking it in the states was out of sight out of mind and when a rainy day hit he would have it. Well it was time to pull that money back because it was more than raining it was a downpour and that money would come in handy to get him set up to start his revenge.
It was about a month later that Jamal had his own place out in the country. Far enough to make a 30 minute trip to the city but far enough away to have peace and quiet. Jamal still had no real plan how to get his revenge. He knew where the D.A. lived and what he drove. He even knew what the D.A.'s wife drove and what she did for a living. Through associates he met in jail the D.A. always had someone keeping an eye on him. It costed Jamal a little cash but well worth it to have a set of eyes on him just to catch him when he slipped up. It was only a matter of time before Jamal heard that in fact he was slipping up. It was then when the intel started flowing in Jamal knew that the D.A. was dirty very dirty. Jamal knew this guy had to be taken down a peg or two and fall but not jail time. Jamal wanted to make him suffer Jamal wanted to ruin his life as he knew it.
( warning this is a Non Con role play. If that offends you then you may want to stop reading now. If you enjoy this type of thing well read on this is my first attempt at this type of rp. Thanks for reading along. )