Oh, I don't blame reggie for trying to find a way to get it in writing from the UW that they'd leave the belt alone. It's a nice thought. But the UWRS, if it's anything like the modern gov, knows about as much about keeping contracts with anyone who can't have them shipped for sausage manufacture as Geedubya knows about sobriety. "You... You mean you can be not fu
cked up?"

Besides, it may not end up as a total miscalculation on Reggie's part. I just can't see the UWRS signing the gaffy parchment if it wasn't something that furthered their ends. And that's kinda what I figure it does when it sets up the legal foundation for treating with the Belt as if they are governed.
And the UW is unlikely to prosecute Mister Harris if he's a real hitman. But I also doubt he is. Assuming they've bought the King Reginald act, killing him doesn't get them their tax money. Intimidating him, theoretically might. However, there is a work out there that might apply here. Ever heard of "Confessions of an Economic Hitman"?
The irony is the UWRS wants Continentals. The Belters really and truly mostly don't have them. They'd have to snag the commodities being traded, sell for Continentals, and then use those. Which, given the sheer number of them they want, would crash those commodities on Terra and result in widespread deflation (massive demand for Continentals, massive supply of gold, carbon, etc. means price of continentals goes up, price of those commodities goes down). Which means they'd be stepping on those toes anyway, plus crashing the economy anyway, rendering their plunder moot because it'd be the last they're gonna get for awhile and no new economy would be generated because of their stupid policies.
Their best move is actually to print the bills they need, inflate the Continental a bit, and prolong the inevitable for awhile. Nobody in their right mind would loan it to them, since they'd basically end up getting it stolen from them to get the return. "Lemme borrow $10 from you, I'll pay you back $15 in a week." Five days later, "I've got a gun, pay me twenty or I kill you." Two days later, "Here's the fifteen I owe you." Aint nobody left to redistribute it to them from in the EfT timeline.