She had a long day and was as tired as a mouse that had been stuck in a treadmill all day.  She tossed her loot from the latest savings and loans robbery into the corner by the couch and tread off to bed. Exhausted she flopped onto the bed as she drifted off to sleep.  She dreamt of locks and lock picks and the master locksmith she had work for as a youth. He had taught her everything she knew about locks their inter-workings and their weaknesses.  She laid in her restful dream land unaware that someone had recognized the tattoo on her hand in her  last job.  One of the fuzz at the local precinct recognized the tattoo as belonging to one of the miscreants he had roughed  up on the street a few weeks ago.

Her peaceful sleep was suddenly interrupted by the sound  of a cat fight in the alley behind her place.  As she rolled over to go back to sleep she heard the click of the doorknob on her front door. Reaching into her nightstand as quietly as possible she grabbed the pearl handled pistol. She slid from her bed-top and slinked over to the bedroom door peeking out the corner she saw the silhouette of a man standing near her loot bag. She quietly took aim  at the back of his head and Bang he slumped to the ground. Just then a bullet whizzed by and lodged into the door-jam, as she turned to take cover in the bedroom she saw two more figures rushing towards her. One was yelling,

It is the police , we have you surrounded.

She fired two more shots  haphazardly in the direction of the shouting satisfied as she heard a grunt of pain.

The officers rushed her pinning her small form underneath them as they roughly cuffed her hands behind her back. One officer was reading her rights as another was gruffly asking her name to which she  defiantly replied.

Nunya. Little did she know this name would stick with her.

Two weeks later

The jurors all filed into the court room taking their seats in ruffled silence.  Nunya was cool as a cucumber she knew she would be serving time after all she knocked off 13 savings loans 6 banks, killed a cop and wounded another.  There was no doubt in her mind she was doing time for this one. Ah well she had been in the joint before no big deal. She sat next to her lawyer who didn't have a chance defending her with all the evidence they had against  her and gave him  a smile and wink as the judge banged his gavel.

Order in the court  his commanding tone filled the room as a hush fell over everyone and they all turned their eyes towards the judge.

Has the jury come to a verdict on the 19 charges of grand larceny ?  A needle nosed fellow stood up in the jury box and adjusted his glasses before he spoke.

Yes, your honor we have.  He stated with  a nasally tone.  What is the verdict ? The judge asked blankly. 

We the jury find the defendant guilty as charged, Your Honor.

The judge banged his gavel sharply.

The jury has found the defendant guilty of 19 charges of grand larceny the defendant shall serve 5 years for the offense. Has the jury come to a verdict on the manslaughter charge and the intent to cause grievous bodily harm with attempt to halt the apprehension of a criminal.

Yes Your Honor, the nasal tone of the first juror sprang clear in the air, We find the defendant guilty on both charges. The juror sat back in his seat as the judge finished his verdict.

You have been found guilty on all charges. Do you have anything to say for yourself?  The judge paused to giver her a final word.

Thank you. Your Honor, I only have this to say, I 'll do it again, next time I'll just make sure my tat is covered. She held up her wrist and showed the room the tat of the black widow across her wrist.  She then sat smirking and winked at her lawyer as he buried his head in  his hands in exasperation.

The judge trying to hold his composer banged his gavel a little harder than he intended making the sound resonate through the room.

The jury finds you guilty on both counts . Therefore I am adding an additional 6 years to your sentence for those charges. That is a total of 11 years to be served at the  Tehachapi Women's Correctional Facility.  At the end of which you will be escorted to San Quentin for execution.

The officers of the court roughly grabbed her handcuffed arms and escorted her out of the room as she winked and blew the judge a kiss.

Three years of time served

Nunya had learned the inter workings of the women's facility, and found a way to keep her teeth and skin attached during her stay, she taught the other women how to pick locks. This provided her protection from Big Bertha who ran the women in the facility and was her cellmate.  So long as she taught anyone how to pick locks Big Bertha protected her.  She had also devised a plan with Big Bertha and several of her followers to escape.  They would practice at night during the guard shift change. They always left the women unguarded for the hour that this took. BB had two women every night set as watch one on each end of the corridor each with a small compact mirror that they held outside the bars  to see down the corridor. They would alert the other women practicing that the guards were on their way , they would quickly hid their lock picks  somewhere in their cells.

Late one night BB and Nunya sat their heads together as they spoke in hushed tones in their cell so the pacing guards could not hear them.

So Nunya I am sure the girls are ready they can pick these locks in about 1 minute. BB stated as she looked up at the passing guard.

We need to do this when there is no moon out so they don't spot us so easily sneaking across the courtyard. Do you think we should do it during shift change that would give us a whole hour before they are even aware something is up? Nunya asked BB in a hushed tone.

Yeah that is good shift change and no moon it will hinder us also though , but we will have that hour head start.  BB was nodding her agreement as she verbalized it. When do you feel it would be best to pull of this jail break?

Nunya was quiet a moment as she thought of when the moon would be dark again She smiled that would be perfect.

BB how about Friday the 13th at midnight. We will organize the whole facility and have a jail busting party I can't wait I am so excited.

BB reached out and grabbed Nunya's arm as she stood to go to her bunk. Nunya I just want to say thanks for teaching  us girls some new skills. 

You are welcome BB and thanks for being my dog while I was here. She smiled at the woman than jumped into her bunk and  dreamt of locks and lock picks and the master locksmith she had work for as a youth.

The great has Escape from Tehachapi Women's Prison has  commenced.  watch  your jails.

Here is the last concert my bloodline will be hosting before I go back to the old country.

Enjoy the jails and the concert. May all your holyday wishes and blessing be received.

2020 is a new year Throw out your trash before the new year.

Fake friends

Fake Family

Grudges

Bad habits

Anything toxic

doubts

fears

LAST CONCERT