Chapter 13
THE MORNING in the Proctor’s office had the feeling of being at least two days long. Sady was fighting to stay awake, never mind concentrate, while reading through financial reports. The only thing that kept him from putting his head on the books and falling asleep was the sheer magnitude of the mess. Had no one ever given the budgets more than a cursory look? Not only was expenditure vastly bigger than income, columns hadn’t been added properly, or not at all, entries had been left out of the total, and large amounts of money just vanished in between being transferred to different departments.
He didn’t understand how Destran could have let all this happen, and he couldn’t imagine how Destran would not have known about these problems. Or—and the thought brought an increasing
