The gates to the Oblitus Penitentiary were heavily guarded and braced with all the security technology available. Lysandra had to state her name and wait until a guard came out to escort her inside. She had to let the guards on the inside scan her face and her eyes; she had to put her arm in a metal handcuff - a lie detector, probably - while she told them who she wanted to see and her relationship to that person.
"Simon Ferry," she said. "He's my father."
The guards watched the lie detector, but when it didn't react, they looked at each other in surprise. Possibly several other people had tried to get in to see Simon Ferry based on some sort of lie and failed. Lysandra wasn't lying.
"All right," one of the guards said. "We'll escort you to his cell."
Her father's prison cell was in th
