Sixteen hundred miles to the west, buried sixty feet beneath the scrub brush of Fremont County, Colorado, the concrete catacombs of ADX Florence Supermax were perpetually cold, gray, and silent. In Cell 114 of the ultra-maximum security D-Unit, Julian Croft sat on a concrete slab bolted to the floor. Dressed in a faded orange jumpsuit with an identification number stenciled across his chest, Julian looked like a walking ghost. His…
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