"Yes," Badd snapped back. "And if Auldrant isn't we're not going to have much less to converse about. I only talk to people from this planet." Cripes. Another reason it was good that Kay was gone, she was extremely eager to believe silly things and he wasn't sure if she could put up with the pressure from all the crazy people around here.

The next stroke of his rag nearly scrubbed the paint from the top of the table. He wondered if they were even going to feed the populace today, or just starve them until tomorrow morning in order to make them more pliant. Normal prisons had regulations on them, no matter how shoddily they were followed, but Badd doubted there was any ethics board overseeing this operation.

Necks were going to snap when he blew this open and got back to Los Angeles.