“This man,” the old man said, tapping the frozen image of Governor Rittenaur, “is fucking hilarious.” “He just killed one of his own men to make a point,” Agnete said. “Right? You know who does that shit? Theater majors,” he said. Then, seeing her expression, he put the hand terminal in his pocket. “It’s easy to execute your own. Someone that follows your orders, they’re easy to kill. This ‘We hold ourselves to an exacting standard’ thing? I’ve seen it before. It’s showy, because who does that shit? But it’s easy.”
