When Ronald Colton McAbee walked out the front door of a federal prison in Rochester, Minn., on Monday night, he saw two silhouetted figures walking toward him.
It was dark. The Minnesota winter had an icy grip on the prison grounds.

“Is that them?” asked Chad Orum, executive assistant of the prison. McAbee peered again. “I think so,” he said.

Then out of the darkness boomed a woman’s voice: “FREEDOM!”

“‘Yeah, that’s them,’” McAbee said.

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