McGarrety had been to see Theobald Rogers the local Alliance representative who he had been working for over the last 4 weeks. He had explained that he was moving on and Rogers hadn't been overly happy. He'd been making some threats backed up by McGarrety's muscle and was a little concerned about what might happen if that muscle wasn't on the scene anymore. He had even suggested that McGarrety might want to reconsider or bad things may happen to him. 

McGarrety had shown Rogers what would happen if bad things occurred and Rogers had suddenly decided he had business on the other side of the planet. "I need to get off this stinking rock" McGarrety had mumbled as he packed up his scant belongings and checked out of his room. "Back to the 'port then and lets see if these guns can find me some work" he thought as he pushed his way through the crowds in the market.

As it happened there was only one ship in port and to say it was battered would be understating it. "Battered just like me I guess" McGarrety considered as he headed towards the open hatch.