The Juirean agent was just about to pull out his communicator and relay the message that the shuttle thief was dead and that the shuttle had been recovered, when suddenly every window on the first floor of the building exploded outward. Even from where they stood across the street, glass rained down upon them. Covering their heads with their arms, officials and bystanders alike were stunned by the explosion. Ransin regained his awareness before the Castorian did, and he sprinted toward the building. Entering, he found a scene of utter devastation, as broken glass and broken bodies lay strewn in the hallway to the right of the lobby. There were moans from the injured and blood everywhere. Ransin moved to the gaping opening where the airlock door had once stood and looked inside the room. It was empty and fairly intact, with most of the force from the explosion having been channeled into the hallway. A quick survey of the dead and injured found only Castorians. His assassins were not here.
