Dee’s POV

“Would you like to receive a collect call from Rikers Island?”

“Yes.” It was always anticlimactic this part, even though it sent my teeth on edge. It wasn’t like in the movies where you were immediately patched through. There was a static little hiccup where you held your breath, hoping that the call hadn’t dropped, because you knew—

“Duckie?” His voice sounded like it was coming out of a tin can. The ...