Fifteen minutes later, Garvey exits Judge's chambers, looking pleased. You never see Judge Magnus-Stinson, and the sandy-haired guy in the navy blue suit doesn't reappear. Garvey motions for the five of you to stand up from your bench, and waves a bundle of signed papers.
"Joe and Judge signed. Next stop is your new home for the next twelve months. I think you'll like it."
After loading back into the van, Garvey says,
"I've got a copy of each of your signed agreements. I'll pass them around once we get to Irvington. Not much longer.
[sblock=Knowledge (Current Events) or Knowledge (Streetwise) 12]Irvington is a neighborhood filled with Arts and Crafts and Shaker-style homes on the near eastern edge of Indianapolis. The neighborhood fell into disrepair and crime in the 1960s and 1970s, but has recently been enjoying a renaissance. More families are buying homes and shopping locally, and Irvington--while not yet established as "hip"--is considered an up-and-coming neighborhood in Indy.[/sblock]
The sky scrapers of downtown Indianapolis fade into the background, yielding to a mixture of red- and brown-brick homes and businesses. You pass by a Starbucks, a former elementary school remodeled as apartments, and a row of boutique dress shops. Black Acre Brewery looks intriguing. The van turns left (north) onto North Audubon Road and pulls up around back of a very large brown brick church. The front left portion of the church building's roof has fallen in and lays in a sodden heap on the a pile of rubble and bricks. A sign out front reads, "Irvington United Methodist Church."
Garvey turns around to face you.
"Home sweet home." The African-American driver in the FCC jacket hops out of the car and heads to the church fellowship hall rear door, unlocking and opening it. Garvey exits, too, and stands by while the pair of marshals herd you out of the van and into the fellowship hall.
Inside, the driver starts taking out five ankle bracelets and lays out five cardboard boxes containing clothing (jeans or slacks, t-shirts, a button-down shirt, a winter jacket, tennis shoes in your size, and work boots). Inside the box of clothing is also one set of black garb--black military cargo pants, a black webbed belt, a black t-shirt, black lightweight canvas boots that lace to mid-calf, a black skull cap, and a black windbreaker. While the driver passes out boxes of clothes to each of you, the marshals bring in your boxes of belongings from prison, and Garvey hands out copies of your signed agreements. Finally, the driver fits each of you with an ankle bracelet.
"Tracks your movements."
Garvey has a quiet word off to the side with the driver, then leaves with the two marshals. She gets in a white Chevrolet Malibu parked out back of the church and takes off, leaving in the company of the driver.
