"Yes, what kind do you have?"
"Oh, I'm not a tech guy. I don't know." His foot tapped. "Dells, I think."
"Laptops or desktops?"
"We have both. Mostly they're desktops. Not that there're, like, hundreds of them, you know." He offered a conspiratorial smile. "State budgets and everything." He told a story about recent financial cuts at the Department of Corrections, which Dance found interesting only because it was such a bald attempt at distracting her.
She steered him back. "Now, access to computers in Capitola. Tell me about it again."
"Like I said, cons aren't allowed to use them."
Technically, this was a true statement. But he hadn't said that cons don't use them. Deception includes evasive answers as well as outright lies.
"Could they have access to them?"
"Not really."
Sort of pregnant, kind of dead.
"How do you mean that, Tony?"
"I should've said, no, they can't."
"But you said guards and office workers have access."
"Right."
"Now, why couldn't a con use a computer?"
Waters had originally said that this was because they were in a "control zone." She recalled an aversion behavior and a slight change in pitch when he'd used the phrase.
He now paused for just a second as, she supposed, he was trying to recall what he'd said. "They're in an area of limited access. Only nonviolent cons are allowed there. Some of them help out in the office, supervised, of course. Administrative duty. But they can't use the computers."
"And Pell couldn't get in there?"
"He's classified as One A."
Dance noticed the nonresponsive answer. And the blocking gesture--a scratch of his eyelid--when he gave it.
"And that meant he wasn't allowed in any . . . what were those areas again?"
"LA locations. Limited access." He now remembered what he'd said earlier. "Or control zones."
"Controlled or control?"
A pause. "Control zone."
"Controlled--with an ed on the end--would make more sense. You're sure that's not it?"
He grew flustered. "Well, I don't know. What difference does it make? We use 'em both."
"And you use that term for other areas too? Like the warden's office and the guards' locker room--would they be control zones?"
"Sure. . . . I mean, some people use that phrase more than others. I picked it up at another facility."
"Which one would that be?"
A pause. "Oh, I don't remember. Look, I made it sound like it's an official name or something. It's just a thing we say. Everybody inside uses shorthand. I mean, prisons everywhere. Guards're 'hacks'; prisoners are 'cons.' It's not official or anything. You do the same at CBI, don't you? Everybody does."