William Hayes and the Midnight Express

Escape Official

Billy lay on the old, stained mattress that sat atop the steel frame bolted to the floor. He’d been imprisoned in a Turkish jail cell since October 1970, charged with drug possession.

Although he had lawyers, his faith in their abilities and in the Turkish legal system had dwindled and was now practically non-existent. No one could tell him how long he’d remain a prisoner, no one knew for certain. But one thing he did know, was that he couldn’t stay in prison for much longer. The conditions were filthy and he had to remain constantly vigilant against the guards and other prisoners. He’d seen what they were capable of.

Billy racked his brain, desperate for an idea. There had to be a way out of here.