Lots of luck holding him.
Soon we will hear various jail guards have died grizzly deaths with throats ripped out, limbs severed, and eyes hanging by the nerve cord. Common jail kitchen cleaning supplies converted into a high explosive cocktail that blast a large hole in the wall, allowing access to the motor pool parking lot where the Sheriff’s personal car is hotwired.
An hours long chase on the freeways with numerous pursuit cars smashing into explosive fireballs spreading flaming gasoline into major neighborhoods leaving vast sections of the town hidden under thick columns of black smoke, hiding his entry into the marina where a schooner owned by a bikini clad woman with a tattoo on the small of her back is commandeered, and ultimately last seen sailing toward Mexican waters.
Seems obvious enough. Maybe they should reconsider and give him community service.
....but would you be able to tell the difference?
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