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Authors: Tiana Laveen
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goddamn destination, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass… but it won’t be at Holman. This program from Dr. Owens will help ensure that when you fuck up again—because we both know you will—you won’t be coming back here, damn it. This is your last stint under this roof and I suggest you follow the rules and guarantee that it is…”
Chapter Three
D R. O WENS TURNED another page of his book as the slight, stingy breeze from his plastic desk fan blew onto his clammy face. The morning had been particularly unkind, dragon-fire hot, and it didn’t help that his office had been a revolving door all morning, shepherding in warm, sluggish humidity from the hallway. Meeting after meeting, back to back, alerting him of the need for the prisoners to receive more mental health resources, was how the day commenced. On the previous, day the Warden himself had forewarned him regarding a specific inmate, one that he may have great interest in… a Mr. Aaron Pike…
As soon as the man’s name was uttered, the alarms inside his brain rang. The fellow in question had been in the recent news for brutally beating a black man nearly to death in front of a convenience store in broad daylight. He tried to not allow the details of the heinous case to cloud his mind during the discussion. After all, he was to be as objective as possible, but it was damn near impossible to get the grizzly imagery of the battered man out of his mind.
Warden Huckleberry had made it clear as he blew smoke around his office that Mr. Pike was a prickly thorn in his side, a man of great influence who he emphatically stated, ‘magically kept shit going.’ Magically…
Yes… he’d do some voodoo or hoodoo or ‘who-knew’ of sorts, orchestrating grown men to drop what they were doing and immediately carry out his orders, almost psychically.
Bottom line, Aaron was treacherous and hazardous to the health of the institution. Not only due to his unpredictable violent nature, extremist views, and apparent never-ending thirst for revenge, but also his severe manipulative tactics, surprising mental agility, and naturally deceptive ways. Regardless, he’d seen other ‘Aarons’ in the world, though this one was perhaps a tad worse than his previous encounters based on the briefing. He’d devised a special program for inmates there at Holman. One in which once they went through his specialized curriculum, they’d be eligible to get additional treatment, free of charge, after their release date.
However, the downside, as seen by some, was that they’d be labeled mentally incompetent—so much so, they may not qualify to return to Holman should they have another brush with the law. This was a definite drawback, the stigma of it all, yet some inmates would rejoice at the chance. They’d do anything to stay away from Holman, a prison notorious for being rough, hard, and ensuring that only the strongest survived. And, Aaron was definitely from strong, albeit dysfunctional, stock.
He’d taken the time to look at Aaron’s profile, and a few things stuck out to him as unusual and not customary with the typical racists he’d run across in his line of work. For one, there was a disturbing duality with which the man communicated, almost as if he suffered from schizophrenia, or some similar brain and personality identification abnormality. This conclusion partially stemmed from the man’s chosen style of communication, or lack thereof. Aaron was rather tight lipped. All inmates were required to speak to a mental health professional upon arrival and his previous stretches in prison demonstrated that he chose his words quite carefully. He knew what to say and what not to say, how to move and display himself to anyone and everyone to get what he wanted. He caused pause among the most learned in the field and made an interesting study, an extraordinary man with hidden traits… unnerving to say the least.
He is a psychopathic narcissist….
Of this, Dr. Owens was
Chapter Three
D R. O WENS TURNED another page of his book as the slight, stingy breeze from his plastic desk fan blew onto his clammy face. The morning had been particularly unkind, dragon-fire hot, and it didn’t help that his office had been a revolving door all morning, shepherding in warm, sluggish humidity from the hallway. Meeting after meeting, back to back, alerting him of the need for the prisoners to receive more mental health resources, was how the day commenced. On the previous, day the Warden himself had forewarned him regarding a specific inmate, one that he may have great interest in… a Mr. Aaron Pike…
As soon as the man’s name was uttered, the alarms inside his brain rang. The fellow in question had been in the recent news for brutally beating a black man nearly to death in front of a convenience store in broad daylight. He tried to not allow the details of the heinous case to cloud his mind during the discussion. After all, he was to be as objective as possible, but it was damn near impossible to get the grizzly imagery of the battered man out of his mind.
Warden Huckleberry had made it clear as he blew smoke around his office that Mr. Pike was a prickly thorn in his side, a man of great influence who he emphatically stated, ‘magically kept shit going.’ Magically…
Yes… he’d do some voodoo or hoodoo or ‘who-knew’ of sorts, orchestrating grown men to drop what they were doing and immediately carry out his orders, almost psychically.
Bottom line, Aaron was treacherous and hazardous to the health of the institution. Not only due to his unpredictable violent nature, extremist views, and apparent never-ending thirst for revenge, but also his severe manipulative tactics, surprising mental agility, and naturally deceptive ways. Regardless, he’d seen other ‘Aarons’ in the world, though this one was perhaps a tad worse than his previous encounters based on the briefing. He’d devised a special program for inmates there at Holman. One in which once they went through his specialized curriculum, they’d be eligible to get additional treatment, free of charge, after their release date.
However, the downside, as seen by some, was that they’d be labeled mentally incompetent—so much so, they may not qualify to return to Holman should they have another brush with the law. This was a definite drawback, the stigma of it all, yet some inmates would rejoice at the chance. They’d do anything to stay away from Holman, a prison notorious for being rough, hard, and ensuring that only the strongest survived. And, Aaron was definitely from strong, albeit dysfunctional, stock.
He’d taken the time to look at Aaron’s profile, and a few things stuck out to him as unusual and not customary with the typical racists he’d run across in his line of work. For one, there was a disturbing duality with which the man communicated, almost as if he suffered from schizophrenia, or some similar brain and personality identification abnormality. This conclusion partially stemmed from the man’s chosen style of communication, or lack thereof. Aaron was rather tight lipped. All inmates were required to speak to a mental health professional upon arrival and his previous stretches in prison demonstrated that he chose his words quite carefully. He knew what to say and what not to say, how to move and display himself to anyone and everyone to get what he wanted. He caused pause among the most learned in the field and made an interesting study, an extraordinary man with hidden traits… unnerving to say the least.
He is a psychopathic narcissist….
Of this, Dr. Owens was
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