Cali gave a polite smile toward the guard at the entrance of the prison, flashing her ID as they waved her through. Fresh faced from completing her doctorate in Criminal Psychology, Caroline was looking forward to her second week as the in house psychologist for Stonewell Prison. While last week had been tough on both her mental and physical psych, Cali was still excited at the thought of being able to make a difference to at least some of these inmates lives. It was clear from the way many of the guards treated her in her time there, that they clearly thought she was some idealised barbie who had watched one too many inspirational lifetime movies and thought she could save the world.
"So George, who's up first?" She asked the Warden as he handed over her files for today, her chirpiness clearly irritating him. She pulled the first file off of the pile and sighed lightly as she read through it. Double homicide and sever priors, it was one way to keep her on her toes on a Monday morning. As the in house psychologist, it was her job to evaluate each and every inmate and then make the call as to who she felt needed primary attention and who were those that need only check in once a month. So far, there had only been one case who she felt needed some serious attention, and even at that she was sceptical that he was trying to work an insanity plea. She sashayed in to her office, the grey pencil skirt she wore clinging to her curves as she moved, she was yet to learn what not to wear infront of a large group of men, where many have not seen, never mind spoken to a woman in several years.
Cali settled down at her desk, getting her papers in order before her as she signalled for the guards to bring him in. She took a few deep breaths as she waited, painting a large smile on her face as she stood to greet the inmate. In her mind, she saw this man as true scum of the earth. To have committed 2 murders as well as having been active in the prison system from the age of 13, Caroline was sure there was no hope for him. No amount of her help could make this man less evil. However, to be professional she could not allow that to shine through. Raising her head to look at the man, she could feel her heart racing in her chest. "Hello Daniel, Dr.Caroline Sinclaire, please take a seat" she told him, keeping her hands firmly at her side. she had learnt the hard way on er first day that offering a Handshake was not a great idea.
"So tell me a bit about yourself that I can't read in your prison records".
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April 23rd, 2018 at 02:29am