Closing the top button of his shirt Boo looks in the mirror. Still young you could see he had aged since being encarcerated. Fixing his hair and dusting off his suit jacket on the sleeves he stands straight and thinks to himself, "This is it, my second chance".
Boo opens a large brown envelope containing his personal items taken from him 5 years back. He reaches inside and takes his hand out, gripped by two fingers he holds his silver lighter which belonged to his fathers father that was passed down to him. Placing it in his right inside pocket he turns the envelope upside down and a set of safety deposit keys fall out which he places in his sock.

Taking one last look in the mirror he turns and walks over to the prison gaurd "Im ready". As the warden turns and walks away Boo follows. As he walks passed the other cells hands reach out from the bars and voices emerge from the iron walls. Some with encouragement and some with threats. Jail had been hard for Boo and gambling was a way to keep sanity so to say the least Boo made a few enemies as he took a few dollars off a few inmates, not to mention a few beatings and rapings. Boo wasnt proud of what he had done but in jail its eat or be eatin.

Arriving at the hatch beside the exit Boo is handed an envelope with his name and prison number by the warden sitting behind the counter. "Dont spend it all in the one place now" replies the warden while he laughs. Boo reaches in and takes out 500 Dollars and places it in his back pocket. Thinking to himself "500 dollars aint much, looks like going straight aint gonna be easy". Looking at the warden he quickly remembers he is about to see the outside world again. As the warden turns to walk to the exit Boo follows as he can feel the cool breeze from the front door. The gates open and the warden stands to the side allowing and prompting Boo to make his exit. "Lets hope this is the last we see of you hey?" utters the warden while Boo shrugs it off and makes a beeline outside.

Standing at the bus stop Boo thinks to himself "500 dollars, hmmmm.. how the hell am I to survive with 500 dollars. Theres no way im turning back to crime." Taking out a ciggarett and his lighter he takes a pull and exhales. "What next? Do I gamble my 500 bucks?" taking another drag "or maybe one last forced withdrawl from the cornershop there?"

Reaching into his pocket he takes out his safety deposit key he throws it into the air and catches it. At the bus station in downtown Miami the deposit box contains two silver pistols and two full clips. Boo thinks there is no other way to survive but going straight just doesnt seem to have a future.

As the bus pulls up Boo asks the driver if the bus goes downtown.