Misnab

Errors precede consequence. Unworthy or worthy, deemed impartial or unjust, Consequence does not hesistate to dish out its will. Jamie Glass stared at the prisoner with disbelief.

With a cold and unnerving glare, he shook his head at the warden. Infuriated, he stormed out of the Criminal Multiplex and took swift, long strides as he headed for his office. The catastrophic outcome of the operation aghasted him. Jamie Glass never failed at anything. A misnab was, in his opinion, the greatest shame ever to have befallen his faculty. It was an abdominable crime, inconcievable and unacceptable. In fact, his mind was simply unable to register the fact for its sheer incognitance.

Glass placed his chin on his left hand with a pensive frown. He picked up his Black Churchill and scratched three angry words on a white memo sheet in his cursive scrawl- Leave us, disgrace. If there was one word Jamie Glass failed to comprehend, it was 'failure'.

'Former Major' Kermit received the slip with glowing pride. "Ho ho ho, marry money. Here comes ma' fourth stripe and ma' humble wage raise." Unfortunately, he was fatally wrong.