"Kill them! Kill them all!" Goldbody raged​, his eyes rolling and his hands twisting with fury.

     "Kill who? The..."

     "Everyone on the ship who's not an associate! Everyone on Earth who's not an associate!"

     "But, sir, with all due respect, are you sure that's part of the..."

     "The Plan? Is that what you were about to say, that the order I just gave you isn't part of The Plan?" Gideon pulled out his own weapon to aim at the associate's midsection. "Is that what you were about to say, sir?"

     The associate blanched. "No! No, I..."

     The plan. The plan. The plan Goldbody spent years and billions of dollars putting together? According to that plan, at this moment, Goldbody would be sitting on his golden throne wearing a crown made entirely of glittering diamonds. He should be Absolute Master of Earth, but then that interloper...that Adam Forwarder...why hadn't The Fours warned him of Adam Forwarder?

     In any case, the plan had gone completely to Hell, so...

     "Kill them," he said. "Kill everybody. Scorch the Earth if you can."

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