When 28-year-old Maya Collins was brought into the women’s prison, almost everyone noticed her immediately.chfr
She was extremely thin, almost painfully frail-looking, with narrow shoulders, bony arms, and a tired face that made her seem much weaker than the other inmates around her. Maya rarely spoke unless someone addressed her first. She followed every instruction from the guards, stayed away from arguments, and usually spent yard time alone near one of the concrete walls.chfr
Most of the inmates decided she was frightened.
Tasha Reed was especially convinced of it.
Tasha was impossible to miss. She was a very large, heavily tattooed woman with a completely shaved, almost shiny head. She usually wore her bright orange prison pants with an orange sleeveless crop-style top underneath her uniform shirt, leaving the tattoos across her arms and upper chest clearly visible. Because of her size, she moved slowly, but she carried herself with so much confidence that people usually moved out of her way before she even reached them.
