All the way back to the apartment—four changes of speeder bus, a couple of long walks, and doubling back once or twice, just in case—Jusik felt his triumph being tarnished slowly by a small nagging, worrying voice. It wasn’t the welter of disturbed minds that left him most unsettled, or even coming face-to-face with a woman whose job was, effectively, genocide. It was finding that she was not the only wholly sane person being imprisoned in Valorum. And there was nothing he could do about the other one. He couldn’t pursue the man’s case, because Herris now had to disappear. He’d made too much
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