Any last thoughts that Telestrian might be innocently implicated in the terrible events of the last few days were dead. He’d wanted to believe their involvement was a mistake, that they’d been duped by the Confed government. But dupes didn’t offer their services so freely, and dupes didn’t ask for the killing of those who’d been their own just for being involved. He'd never thought the corporation perfect, but he’d thought it was basically good, or at least committed to caring for its own. But he'd been one of its own and the corporation had sent men to summarily kill him.