Seeran ran out of the East Gate and toward Tran and Krem's dwelling. Everyone was told to stay in their homes, so the streets were empty, making it easier to get to where he needed to be. When he reached the Kreq's dwellings, he stopped in front of the door, pulled his blaster, and banged.
The door slid smoothly open. Krem answered the door. Seeran stormed in, pushing Krem to the side; he needed to get to Tran. When he entered, Tran was at the window looking out.
"You're the son of Grev!" Seeran growled out, his blaster aimed toward Tran.
"How did you find out?" Tran asked. A slight smile on his face. His cocky tone made Seeran growl in anger.
"Your father is dead," Seeran told him, his voice in a sneer.
Tran's smile widened. "Then I lead." He was self-satisfied and proud.
