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A cold, depressing rain poured onto the worst planet in the galaxy. The atmospheric sensors showed so much water vapor that Ravy didn’t want to open the hatch. As long as the airlock stayed closed, the worst planet in the galaxy was just a loud rattling noise on her spacecraft’s rapidly cooling hull. Once she opened it, she would have to treat it like any other Consortium settlement. Take their depositions, hear their lawsuits, investigate their crimes. Sector Judicant Ravy Uvana had her duty, but she also had her preferences. She didn’t like colonies that were ethnic monocultures, much less