Chapter 3: The Crime Lord
The road to get Zallara’s request and her information has been an unusual. A renegade droid assault at the docking ports by compromised droids. Then a newly arrived collection of refugees vanishing from under the eyes of the Mechis Lightning Guard. Nothing so far had been routine about landing on Mechis II.
It was hard to say Zellara’s information came with a price, or even to call it a request. What she asked for was a veiled cry for help. But not so much for her, but for her son.
Zellara shakes her head at any more questions. With a long sigh, she finally admits that’s all she knows. Her eyes turned to the table while she gathered her last Halud cards together. The holopaintings of people and buildings on them catch the glow-gourd light for just a second. They shimmer with a faint ionization aura before the cards vanish into a pocket on the leg of Zallara’s trousers.
At last she rises, admitting to exhaustion. She takes her leave to retire and rest for a few hours. Zallara promises to keep alert in case they run into trouble. As if to punctuate the moment, Greelo's Bountypedia chimes as the bounty on Rushlight has been tagged as ‘in progress’ by a new bounty hunter.
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