Officer Lang glowered out his office window. The infirmary nurse leaned over a haggard, skeletal girl. She stroked the patient’s hair and wore an imbecilic, benign look on her face. He clenched his teeth until his jaw muscle throbbed in time with his pulse. He had almost had her. Nervous excitement raced up and down his legs as he thought about how close he had come. If only Officer Yeong hadn’t intruded. But Yeong was one of Camp 22’s powerful elite. If Lang wanted to advance anywhere in his career, he had to kowtow to idiots like that, even if it lost him his evening’s amusement.
He scratched the hollow of his cheek with the back of a pen. She was weak. He could go over now and take her, but the interruption had spoiled his appetite. “More order,” Yeong had demanded. The newly-appointed
