Corruption
That was the reason why the hammer crashed hard on wood, why
the judge sneered down at him or why he felt his heart sink heavily in
his body.
He could faintly hear the crowd stand up and cheer, wicked delight
in their eyes as they watched him getting dragged away. In their eyes,
he was a murderer, a coldblooded killer that had slayed the pack
leader's son in cold blood.