Sabienn too was overwhelmed by the sight. He felt sickened to the core.
After his initial examination of the scene, Surss steamed back into the office. He saw Krenn and with no regard for his status pushed him heavily in the chest.
“Butchering bastard!” Surss shouted and pushed again. “You heartless butchering s**t! Where are those ears?”
Krenn gave eyes to his guard to cut some slack for the intrusion. “Steady on, Corporal.”
Still livid, Surss turned to Ord, “Get photos. Document everything. Go!” Ord made a move.
“Stay,” said Krenn. Ord stopped.
“Move! Go!” ordered Surss again to his friend.
“Stand down, Corporal,” said Krenn pulling to his full height. He now had a document in his hand. “This. This is the Treaty. Make no mistake. Your government hates our government’s guts. It hat
