Prologue
Free Enterprise
The man known only as Ollo stood staring out his window into the deep forest of Corellia. He watched as darkness fell, allowing the shadows to thrive among the bases of the evergreens. Every night at this time a blue hazed shroud fell upon the world, smothering it in its blanket. Ollo loved this time of day. He never truly was the kind of person that enjoyed daylight. Darkness and shadow had always been more welcome in his heart.
Behind him, a man was brought in by two burly guards, squirming and moaning. Upon his brow was a huge gash dripping with crimson liquid. He obviously wasn't having the best of days. As the guards dragged him in, they tossed his cursing form upon the red velvet carpet.
"Welcome, Olessa," Ollo said, not turning from his focus upon the forest. "I must apologize for the unexpectedness of this meeting."
"What do you want, Ollo?" The human male sneered, wiping the oozing blood from his nose.
"It's come to my attention that you've been purchasing spice from other agents. This is not good for business, Olessa. If other businesses get in they way, it disturbs my sales."
"I've done nothing of the such." Olessa replied indignantly. "It's an insult that you would even think such!"
"NO!" Ollo turned around, slamming his fists down upon his thick massassi desk. "It's an insult to me! If I can't find a seller that can be trusted, I must move along to one that can."
Olessa's eyelids dropped. He knew what was going to happen. Nothing could save him now. He was now designated for extinction.
"I must apologize for what I have to do, Olessa. Perhaps you will serve your ancestors more properly than you've served me."
"Don't do this, Ollo. Please, I beg you."
The report of blaster fire ran through the building. After the putrid smoke of burning flesh and bone dissipated, the body of Dax Olessa slumped to the floor, a perfect hole burrowed through his skull. In a matter of milliseconds, the Corellian drug dealer known as Dax Olessa was dead.
Ollo smiled, taking a seat in a leather chair. "I'm sorry it had to end this way, friend."