Scott felt as if he were empty. As if the noise of the traffic and the voices outside his office were in a totally different plane of reality.
His father was dead.
He was now head of the company.
His father was dead.
He would have to tell his brothers.
His father was dead.
He sat down with a bump. Why did everything happen at once? Sure the Jedi betraying the entire galaxy didn't directly affect him, and the Empire was a step forward. Apparently.
He would have to tell his brothers.
How would he tell his brothers?
He had no idea.
I'm starting with these very short prologue chapters, please please comment if you're enjoying, intrigued, or vibing with it.