"Marlo Jones?" The officer tilted the edge of his hat downwards, hiding an unprecedented light in his eyes.
Jones...
This guy is one of the deadliest inmates Prizona had ever had. Naturally, his confine was one of the most secure and guarded places in all of West Prizona.
Since his arrival years ago, he has never gotten a single visitor, despite his real name being up. Perhaps because in his Pirate world, many only knew him as THE BAKER!
Even his subordinates had no clue what he looked like underneath his masks. But now, they would.
The fact they came for him, shows the private world now knows of his location.
The guard doing the paperwork did not fret, as he continuously filled in the information.
"IDs please."
All 6 burly visitors complied, showing handing their Baymardian visitor IDs.
One of the guards on the other side scanned them, as the brief Q&A continued.
"Relationship to the prisoner?"
