The entire group were coughing, obviously, seriously, ill. Jay and his mentor Sunshine knew they needed treatment quickly, or they would not make it. But they were also hesitating, conditioned to remain lest their former overlords find out. Fortunately, they knew how to intimidate an individual into doing what needed to be done. In this case, scare them to entering the transport so they could get medical care, and off this forsaken rock. -- Fighting Fit
Jay always thought they were merciless. That was the way of the killer. To end lives without mercy. Maybe even with a little malice. Certainly with one judicial finger on the scales of justice.
It helped that the Alliance knew what Jay was, and set them aside for moments in which people like them could be useful.
Like getting rid of a tumor on two legs, like the CEOs that made entire planets suffer. Every time, it was like killing that shitheel that called himself Jay's father. Over and over again. It was catharsis. It was closure. It was relief.
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