CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Nancy was fortunately understanding when I told her I needed to leave prom early. She was clearly disappointed but accepted my excuse that there had been an emergency at ‘work’ that required my presence. And it was easy to sneak into my parents’ house, get my extra costume from my closet, and leave without my parents—both of whom were asleep—knowing.
About an hour later found me and David, both of us now suited up, walking through the halls of the Golden City Penitentiary. We were being escorted by a couple of prison guards, each one carrying both a pistol and a rifle on their persons. They walked on either side of us, probably to keep us away from the crazy prisoners in the cells on both sides of the hallway. I recognized more than a few of the prisoners we passed bec
