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The VIP tour was a surprise visit. Governor William Haber himself was escorting the prison reform committee through the penitentiary. It was something that Warden Brannigan had to live with once a year.
"It goes with the territory, George," the governor had explained. "Just clean up the place,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], tell your ladies to smile pretty,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and we'll get our budget increased again."
The word had gone out from the chief guard that morning: "Get rid of all the drugs,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], knives, and dildos."
Governor Haber and his party were due to arrive at 10:00 A.M. They would inspect the interior of the penitentiary first, visit the farm,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and then have lunch with the warden at his cottage.
Big Bertha was impatient. When she had put in a request to see the warden,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she had been told, "The warden is very pressed for time this morning. Tomorrow would be easier. He---"
"Fuck tomorrow,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!" Big Bertha had exploded. "I want to see him now. It's important."
There were few inmates in the prison who could have gotten away with it,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but Big Bertha was one of them. The prison authorities were well aware of her power. They had seen her start riots,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and they had seen her stop them. No prison in the world could be run without the cooperation of the inmate leaders,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and Big Bertha was a leader.
She had been seated in the warden's outer office for almost an hour,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], her huge body overflowing the chair she sat in. She's a disgusting-looking creature,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the warden's secretary thought. She gives me the creeps.