Arizona Mirror He already looked like a corpse when they opened the curtains. Pale, shaved head, eyes closed, a white sheet up to his neck. Leroy McGill, 63, a convicted murderer, lay on a gurney in the death house at the old Florence Prison. At exactly 10 a.m., he had climbed onto the gurney, visible on a closed-circuit TV screen, and flashed a quick smile at the men in black hats who strapped him down. A second team swooped in, five men in white scrubs.