“Shank was inside now, a different guard at the fence. Positions had shifted. He handed me a pamphlet to read while I waited for Rona Leigh to come out. There were two categories: what visitors were not allowed to wear and what they weren’t allowed to bring in. First category: no hats, belts, sweaters, jackets, vests, coats, boots, hair ornaments, or jewelry. Within that category also fell handbags, briefcases, bags, cameras, and computers. Second category: no food (including gum, candy, and dri...nks); no medications, cigarettes, cigars, newspapers, books, magazines, paper of any sort, pencils, pens, gifts, or money. I put the pamphlet down on the ledge in front of me. The Plexiglas was spotless, the metal mesh embedded within it as thick as chain link. The room was wired for sound. This would not be a private conversation. Shank escorted her in. She was manacled, ankles and wrists, and she wore a bright orange jumpsuit. When Shank got her seated, he walked a few feet away and took up a position behind her against the wall.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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