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Chapters (54)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Chapter 1: Media Circus
  5. Chapter 2: The Woman in the Road
  6. Chapter 3: House Call
  7. Chapter 4: Searching for Wheels
  8. Chapter 5: Diving into the Wreck
  9. Chapter 6: Sigñor Ferragamo, I Presume
  10. Chapter 7: Habeas Corpus?
  11. Chapter 8: Poolside Chat
  12. Chapter 9: Out of the Mouths of Babes
  13. Chapter 10: Found in Translation
  14. Chapter 11: Clean—On the Outside
  15. Chapter 12: The Lion’s Den
  16. Chapter 13: Saturday at the Mall
  17. Chapter 14: Crumbs from the Table
  18. Chapter 15: Family Picnic
  19. Chapter 16: A Friend of the Family
  20. Chapter 17: Spinning Wheels, Seeking Traction
  21. Chapter 18: These Walls Do a Prison Make
  22. Chapter 19: Power Dining
  23. Chapter 20: Child in Mourning
  24. Chapter 21: We Serve and Protect
  25. Chapter 22: Night Crawlers
  26. Chapter 23: A Run to O’Hare
  27. Chapter 24: Annoying the Giants
  28. Chapter 25: Reaching Out To—A Friend?
  29. Chapter 26: If You Can’t Swim, Keep Away from Sharks
  30. Chapter 27: Hounding a Newshound
  31. Chapter 28: Friendly Warning
  32. Chapter 29: Help Me, Father, for I Know Not What I’m Doing
  33. Chapter 30: The Mad Virgin’s Story
  34. Chapter 31: A Day in the Country
  35. Chapter 32: Midnight Caller
  36. Chapter 33: Thrown in the Tank
  37. Chapter 34: Fourth of July Picnic
  38. Chapter 35: A Little Game on a Small Court
  39. Chapter 36: Bail? Why Leave Such Cool Quarters?
  40. Chapter 37: In the Big House
  41. Chapter 38: Prisoners in Cell Block H
  42. Chapter 39: An Audience with Miss Ruby
  43. Chapter 40: Sewing Circle
  44. Chapter 41: Photo Op
  45. Chapter 42: Slow Mend
  46. Chapter 43: Planning Session
  47. Chapter 44: Diving in with the Sharks
  48. Chapter 45: Fugitive
  49. Chapter 46: In the Church Militant
  50. Chapter 47: For Those Who Also Serve
  51. Chapter 48: Meet the Press
  52. Chapter 49: Scar Tissue
  53. Also by Sara Paretsky
  54. Copyright Page

In the morning a matron came into the cage, forcing all of us to our feet. The lights in the room were too bright, but when I shut my eyes the room around me spun in nauseating spirals. I held on to the wall for support and felt my stomach heave. I didn’t want to throw up, not on myself, not in public, but I couldn’t hold it in.

“Jesus Christ, you whores come in here with a load on and then foul up the cell. Come on, wash it off, put these on, let’s get going.”

I was cuffed to another woman who’d also been sick. We were taken to a tiny toilet where we cleaned ourselves as best we could. I put my head under the sink tap and let water run through my hair and mouth until the officer dragged me away.

“You there, Warshki, get moving.”

“I need a doctor.” I coughed hoarsely. “I have a concussion.”

“You need clothes. Put these on. You’re riding out to Coolis.”

“Coolis?” I couldn’t raise my voice above a whisper. “Not Coolis. Only arrested, not convicted.”

The policewoman pulled me away from the sink. “You have a bad fall or a rough john or what last night? Put this shirt on.”

The shirt was a bright yellow that made my eyes smart. On the back was stamped IDOC—Illinois Department of Corrections. “Your detective Lemour, he’s got to be the roughest john in Chicago. This was all his handiwork. I’m not going to Coolis. I’m waiting for my attorney. Post bond.”

“Look, Warshki, I don’t have time for games. I got four girls to get on a bus, including you, and you’re not in shape to do anything but say yes, ma’am. It’s a holiday today, no bond court; your lawyer if he calls will be told where you are. Coolis has the overflow jail for Cook and Du Page County, and we are filled to the brim with all you girls turning tricks up and down the city, so you get a bus ride in the fresh country air, which is more than I’m allowed on the nation’s birthday, let me tell you.”

I put the shirt on. I didn’t know what other choice I had. I had been so sure Freeman would be here this morning to post bail that I was too disappointed to react. Only four of us out of the cage were being sent to Coolis—did the others get a free pass, and if so, why?