Pavlo had heard stories of prisoners getting lost in the Con Air system for months, rotting in holding cells after being misdirected like lost mail to the wrong facilities and thrown into segregation while the Bureau of Prisons took its time sorting out the paperwork. Once you were on a prison bus, the legend went, only God knew where you'd end up. If you were lucky, you'd go straight from point “A” to point “B.” If you weren't, you might find yourself touring the far-flung outposts of the federal prison system.
