I worked in a tiny (36 beds) county jail for 18 months and met an interesting assortment of people. I did clerical work so I didn’t meet all the inmates.
One guy I had known socially for a couple of years. He was busted for a grow lab in his house. When his fingerprints are run, it turns out he was really an escaped murderer from Florida. By the time that was determined though he had already posted bond and skipped. He was eventually found & seved his time for us. On his release date, U. S. Marshals arrived with paperwork to pick him up. I was impressed, I’d never met Marshals before. Oddly enough he was a very intelligent and friendly man. Never a problem with him as an inmate.
Our detectives arrested an Irish Traveler when I was there and I got to meet their famous Mississippi lawyer, but I have forgotten his name. Damn.
I also met a girl who left her two babies in their car seats while she went into an apartment to party at 9 pm or so. Unfortunately for the two babies, she didn’t return to check on them until after noon the next day. She was kept heavily medicated by her shrink pre-trial, I wonder how she’s doing in prison.