Barker loaded into the shuttle with fear. He had been told to kill both Lorentinos, he had failed at that. Lyn would not be happy, but he'd have to smooth that over. He was also burnt with the Imperial military, he knew blowing up a hospital was dangerous, but he was sure he could have at least killed Rolando, but that damned shifter avoided it without issue like he had avoided the shuttle bomb. Barker's own injuries were pretty severe, space travel was probably not in his best interest, but he had to get out of town.
"Good evening Mr. Barker." Barker had heard the voice before, he knew it was Lorentino, he was going to go for his gun when he felt his body seize up. "Yes your ability to fight back has been compromised, maybe in the next life you'll look at your seat before you sit down."
"You bastard."
"Come come, how dare you insult me after you turned your back on your government and attempted to kill me and my son, nice attempt, I'll wonder for years how you found I was at that cafe, but not too much." The ritual Trezlan had invoked was pulling what little life Barker had in him out, agonizingly slow.
"I can make a deal."
"You have nothing I want, nothing anyone wants, and soon enough your employer will find he too has nothing anyone wants either." Dubois had already left to kill Lyn, said he'd take care of it personally, which left Trezlan to deal with Barker and get off planet before Rolando caught up with him.
"Information..." Barkers pain was exceptional at this point, Trezlan had been in his place once, and it sucked.
"Nothing I don't know, Mr. Barker please you're a cog not the machine." Trezlan pulled the strand of magic attaching himself to Barker and he died with a thump. Trezlan dumped the body outside of the shuttle and motioned to the pilot it was time to leave, he was done helping his son for now.
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