Ben felt a tightness in his face, anxiety brewing in his stomach. If he didn"t play this just right – the perfect mix of bravado and deference – he would find himself standing on the wrong end of a loaded g*n. “I left you to go about your business because you are the only hope these people have to eke out some modest existence out here. But I can reverse that decision quite easily.”
A few taps at his multi-tool caused a holographic image to appear before him, a list of several illegal transactions that Tyron had orchestrated over the last few years. “Come on, Tyron,” he said. “You must know I"ve been keeping an eye on you.”
The other man scowled, bowing his head to stare down at the floor. Even from all the way down here, Ben could see a sheen of sweat on his face. “If you transmit that
