Citadel of the Green Death

Synopsis

Joel Hakkyt stirred impatiently in the prisoner's chair. His features, homely, strong-boned and intelligent, were inscrutable. But he didn't know how much longer he could bottle up his indignation. It had been accumulating all during his trial. Now this delay!

The machines had been whisked from the chamber. The investigating psychologist should have returned with his verdict minutes ago. What was wrong? Joel glanced at his parents, at his wife. They were the only spectators, the three of them sitting stiffly in the front row of benches.

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