“Though I have to say I’m very curious how the two might be related.”
Noah explained the connections they’d uncovered. “It’s a long shot, considering he is in prison, but I learned long ago, if there’s any chance of a connection—”
“You follow it,” she said.
“Yes, ma’am.” He liked the colonel.
“So how can I be of help?”
“What can you tell me about Mirch? Is he a model prisoner or always pushing boundaries?”
“Oh, he’s definitely a model prisoner.”
“Does he interact with many people? Is he close with anyone in particular?”
“He mostly keeps to himself but occasionally interacts with a couple of the prisoners.”
“Does he have many visitors?”
“None,” Colonel Horton said.
“None?” His brows furrowed. “As in never?”
“That’s correct,” she said.
“What about mail, phone calls?” The guy had to have someone who cared.
“Those he gets.”
“Do you know from who?”
“I read through his file before our call to reacquaint myself with his specifics. He gets a weekly call and a letter from the same PO box about once a month—sometimes more.”
“He only gets mail from one person?” Noah rubbed his chin.
“That’s correct.”
“Is there a name on the return address?”
“Unfortunately, no. Just the PO box address.”
“Could I get that from you?”
“Sure. I’ll text it when we hang up.”
“Thank you. And the phone calls?”
“We do random monitoring of the prisoners’ calls. Every time we’ve monitored one of Scott’s, it’s been with a woman.”
“The same woman?”
“Based on her voice, the guards who monitor calls believe so.”
“Any chance you have a number?”
“I’m afraid not. Every time she calls in, the ID says ‘private caller.’”
“Interesting. Thank you so much for your time today. You’ve been very helpful.”