—JIMMY CARTER, INAUGURAL ADDRESS, JANUARY 20, 1977 NOVEMBER WALLED CITY OF RENO, NEVADA “How in the hell did this happen?” Langston Bennett stood at the window behind his desk and looked out toward the twenty-foot-high concrete wall surrounding his city. The execution center was just out of his line of sight. “You know how it happened.” He turned and glared at Adam Kingston. The Waverly-Stead Academy headmaster met his gaze, which was almost as unnerving as learning that three people had taken two prisoners from a train headed for the Reno Kill Room. Kingston was a weak little worm of a man who never made eye contact. Bennett picked up the small stack of file folders from the edge of his desk and opened the first one. “Michael Evans is going to rape a woman in six months.” Kingston took a step closer. “Do you really think he still will? I mean, he’s been arrested. He’s—”
