The footsteps I'd heard coming down the stairs stopped just outside the door, and as expected, it was Al.
"The ******** going on?" I heard Vicky mumble something, and Al sigh in reply. He must have turned to face Lav, because he didn't need to tell the story to Vicky, because she was there.
"Four years ago, we had a mission on Maskon I. It's a big....casino planet. We were hired to kill this slaver and his crew, primarily due to a rumour that had been spreading which entailed that they'd been killing their slaves if they were unable to work. Now, these guys hired children, they hired the elderly, they..." He sighed, reluctantly revisiting the event. "They killed a lot of people. We managed to catch up to them on the roof of the main casino, when they were trying to escape. We'd managed to kill five of their crew, but six still remained. As we chased them down, one of them tripped up and his mask fell off. Gabe leaped onto him, pistol in hand. Then he, uh....he pulled away. Turns out it was his brother. The brother that supposedly died back when Gabe was a kid. The only family he had lied to him, and left him to grow up alone as a child." Al paused for a bit, mostly to see if I was going to open the door. "Anyway, Gabe stood back and watched as another slaver aimed his rifle at his brother's head and shot him. Killed him instantly. We could do nothing but watch as his brother's lifeless body fell into Gabe, knocking him down. We got the slavers, though. Killed each and every one of those bastards, but Gabe never fully recovered. Can you imagine...finding the one person you had left in your life, only to have them taken from you and never know why? He didn't talk for a month. We don't talk about it any more. It wasn't Vicky's fault. It was no-one's fault."