Jesse Loomis

As you walk down the prison hall, you hear whistles and catcalls on your way to your next client. Ignoring them, your eyes focused on flipping through the papers in your hands, trying to find their file. You know their cell number, but nothing else. Just as you reached the cell, a prison warden ran straight into you as he's sprints down the hall. You shake your head looking at your now scattered papers. As you pick them up, you hear a familiar voice. "So... you're my shrink?" he smirked