There Are No Good People

Reading the report brought a smile to Brubaker's face. It was an incident report at one of the sanitation facilities his company owned. The kind of place no one thought about until something bad had happened there. Two separate incidents, one a group of anarchist kids, the other a coordinated mercenary assault that had been put down by on staff security. It wasn't exactly a smile worthy document aside from seeing Therod's name in it. Brubaker hadn't given her much thought since they'd separated. He hoped she would find her way and from seeing the report she mostly had. True she had been guarding a sanitation plant, but people have to start somewhere. It was almost enough for Brubaker to feel ok about what happened.

Almost, he was angry because he had personally set those mercenaries to blow up that plant, and he had seen in his mind it was successful. But now it hadn't been, and he hadn't seen the negative there. His vision wasn't as clear as it had been once, and now he was worried what else he wasn't seeing and why he wasn't seeing it. Brubaker had gotten used to using the sight again, but if it was going to fail him it was almost better not to see things. That was the last thought on his mind as the bullet blew his brains against the wall. The shot boomed after his body crumpled, the high rise window giving way under the new stress and blowing out scaring everyone on the floor.

Brubaker's killed dropped the rifle up top, something for the authorities to find and ultimately decide it wasn't worth pursuing. She made one call to her client and then hung up, having to leave the area lest she have to answer awkward questions to the authorities.

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"Thank you." Trezlan hung up his phone and Rolando looked at him with the same hurt expression he usually wore when he felt Trezlan was being dishonest with him.

"Why? Why did he have to die?"

"Because he was dangerous, the sight is like that, it shows you what you want to see without seeing consequences or other failings. Brubaker would eventually do something bad, or worse so I stopped him."

"You just assume because you're awful everyone is like you, and that's not true, you're just a terrible person." Trezlan let that go, Rolando hadn't gotten over being possessed and he hadn't seen the world like Trezlan had, he was hurt and lashing out. But Trezlan already knew Brubaker was bad, he had known as soon as the man wound up in a corp instead of just winning the lottery, he had chosen to do awful things to get ahead and Trezlan knew that was a path that would ultimately be the worse for the galaxy.

"I know what I know, now why don't you leave me alone son only so much I can stand with your righteousness." Father and son glared at each other, and the galaxy relaxed as things had returned to normal.