Grace was crying now, her hands covering her mouth, her body shaking.
"You're a monster. You're just killing everyone. This isn't justice; it's a massacre."
"It's both," Jorghan replied.
"Justice delivered through massacre. The Empire sent agents to establish a military foothold on Earth. Those agents are now dead. That's appropriate consequences for hostile actions."
He turned away from the bodies and looked at the final group remaining on the platform.
*
Jamie Moorne stood protectively in front of Luke and Grace, his expensive suit rumpled from hours of crisis management, his face showing a man who'd finally understood he'd made a terrible mistake.
Luke stood slightly behind his father, his earlier terror now mixed with desperate calculation. He was still trying to find an angle, still looking for a way to talk his way out of this situation.
