I'm about to lose my s.hit entirely. Keeping on a professional mask right now is getting harder and harder. I have been asking for information about James for the last half hour and these guards keep giving me the run around. I threatened to call the warden but then my stupid phone was dead, Ameilia left hers at the office, and I wasn't about to ask them to borrow theirs.
"I understand that I'm not allowed to go back and see my client at this time," I tell the guard that is standing behind the intake window. "But I would like him to be brought out to this area so that I can see him. I'm not comfortable with the fact that I have not received any answers about Mr. Collins."
"Listen lady, I don't have to tell you anything. This is a process, you don't have the right to demand anything from
