Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

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K A G E
C
ommunicating with an inmate in federal prison is a
complicated process.
No incoming calls are accepted. Phone calls can be made
from inside out only and are made collect. Cell phones can’t
accept collect calls, so they have to be routed to a land line.
Which means someone has to be there to receive the call.
Which means setting up an agreed-upon time in advance.
The length of the call is limited to no more than fifteen
minutes. When that’s up, the call will simply cut off with no
warning. The inmate can’t call back again.
Keeping the communication private is even more
complicated.
Guards listen in on all phone calls. They sit only a few feet
away in the visitation area, watching like hawks. They monitor
all incoming and outgoing letters and email, the latter of which
is restricted and only allowed under special circumstances.
Then examined, word for word.
So all in all, communicating with a federal prison inmate is
a pain in the ass.
Unless that inmate has paid off everyone within the prison
system to get special privileges.
And paid them well.
“You take care of it?”