Chapter Twenty-Two
Joan sat on the dark green sofa in the guest cabin, which had a double bed and separate bath. She flipped through the piles of paper and notes, rereading the scribbled statements from each of the women. She placed them side by side along with her notes from her meeting with Gail last night. Gail had been downright defensive from the moment Joan had walked into her private cabin, which she’d been assigned after filing her grievance.
She told Joan she had been treated unfairly, but she had also paced and snapped about the guard she was assigned, as if she were the criminal. She said that the guard even refused to leave her alone when she had to use the bathroom, saying it was for her own protection.
Then she had snapped at Joan and said, “You’re protecting the captain,
