One night a couple of weeks after I began doing this trick, when I was sleeping, my cell door slid open. Standing there were a bunch of suits: a couple of associate wardens and the captain of the detention center. I was handcuffed, shackled, and hustled off to a conference room thirty feet away. I sat down, and one of the associate wardens asked, "Mitnick, how are you doing it? How are you redialing the phone?" I played dumb, thinking it would be stupid to admit anything. Let them prove it.