O'Leary cringed. He couldn't help it. Funny, he told himself, I thought I was shockproof—but this goes too far!
A bull-roar from the corridor. Sauer.
O'Leary spun. The big redhead was yelling: "Bring the governor out here. Lafon wants to talk to him!"
O'Leary went to the door of the cell, fast.
A slim, pale con from Block A was pushing the governor down the hall, toward Sauer and Lafon. The governor was a strong man, but he didn't struggle. His face was as composed and remote as the medic's; if he was afraid, he concealed it extremely well.
Sue-Ann Bradley stood beside O'Leary. "What's happening?"
He kept his eyes on what was going on. "Lafon is going to try to use the governor as a shield, I think." The voice of Lafon was loud, but the noises outside made it hard to understand. But
