The holding cell was different this time. Not the comfortable detention facility where Daniel had spent his first arrest, with its private rooms and accommodating staff. This was a county jail, crowded and chaotic, filled with men who had committed real crimes against real people.

Daniel sat on a narrow bunk, his expensive suit replaced by an orange jumpsuit, his designer watch confiscated along with his phone and wallet and belt. He was just another prisoner now, another number in the ...