Epilogue
Konrad was not proud, later, of what he did to Druganin that day. Justice was his job, vengeance both his duty and his pride. But the revenge he enacted upon Denis Druganin was a particularly terrible one. He shuddered, later, to remember with what delight he had inflicted pain upon the shrinking murderer; with what unholy joy he had listened to the man’s screams.
He tried not to think of it very often.
He could not feel, though, that the punishment had been unwarranted. Nor could Nanda, for in her deathly white face he had read a deep-seated approval for what he had done. Tasha had been furious at being left out, once she had heard of the full extent of Druganin’s depravity. She had not yet forgiven Konrad for leaving her on Boredom Duty, as she put it, when she might have joi
