“Excuse me, sir.”
Lang turned away from the window overlooking the infirmary. He glared at the secretary who interrupted his vigil. “What do you want?”
“The Chief Officer of Productivity is here to see you.” The secretary bowed once and scurried backward out of the office. Officer Yeong came in a second later, his spine rigid, his face set.
Lang snapped to attention. “Good morning, Comrade Officer.”
Yeong grunted in response and sat down in Lang’s chair. “What headway has been made regarding prisoner morale?”
Lang glared at his seat, but he willed himself to smile. “Plenty. I got one of the inmates to keep me informed. I expect that in a week or less, we’ll have an end to all the complaints. I’m also in the process of developing a more regimented schedule so the men don’t get used to
