You’re Kidding

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“I have a plan.”

Roach looked up when Martin spoke. The din of shouting men echoed constantly off the prison’s concrete and metal surfaces. Whispers would be lost.

“To escape?”

“You crazy? I’m getting out in an hour. Why escape?”

Roach sighed. “I hope you don’t mind my saying, but you can get impatient…”