CHAPTER 10Tiger by the Tail
Director Laurence pursed thick lips and frowned down at a closely typed sheaf of papers in his hand. He grunted and stared at the thin features of the old President.
“Well?”
“Have you read the report?”
“Yes.”
“And your conclusions?”
The fat man shrugged. “Obviously the same as yours.” He flipped the sheaf of papers with one fat finger. “Is this all we have to go on?”
“It is.”
“I see.” Laurance frowned at the pastel tinted wall. “I was afraid of something like this,” he said quietly. “Are you certain as to the figures?”
“Unfortunately, yes.” The old President sighed and leaned back in his chair. “In one year the penal world Stellar has had five thousand three hundred and twenty-five prisoners sent to it for rehabilitation. They have drawn rations suffici
