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I’m definitely not
I’ I’le I don’t want to get involved in any of that The only thing I want is to hide in the shadows until I figure out why everyone is so damn interested in this ship
All I want is to be alone
My ship is hidden in a warehouse I rented with cash On Dreagle, money talks and people know better than to ask too many questions As much as I hate the place, I do like that people leave rowl
Everyone is so busy conore the rest of us
“Hey asshole,” I hear a voice and I stop walking and turn toward the sound It’s afro in the shadows, like uise his appearance, like me
After a quick once-over, I decide he’s not worthI have better places to be than talking to a loser in a back alley on a planet I hate
“Hey, I’ain, and I hear his footsteps close behind me I take a deep breath and count
One
Two
Three
Then I whirl around, pulling my blade as I do, and hold it to his throat
“Hey, hey, coasps, but holds perfectly still His hands are up and his breathing is hard, fast Yeah, I think it’s safe to say I caught hiressive
Unfortunately for hile My exhaustion has made me antsy and uncomfortable I’ve been here nearly a month and I know it’s only a ain It’s only a matter of time before the Sapphiran police force finds me and hauls me back to the Hidden Planet
I should be more careful when it cos that will s that will make me stand out
“What do you want?” I ask through gritted teeth My blue skin already sets le It’s easy for people to immediately knohich planet I’ further attention to le The ones who do are obviously up to no good
“I…I…” He’s shaking This guy is physically shaking as he looks at ainst his skin, obviously knows he can’t move at all or his life will be over
“Spit it the fuck out before I slit your throat,” I threaten, just in case he thinks I’ve got all day I don’t
“There’s an auction,” the man says Now that we’re close, it’s easy to see how small he is I can tell he wears the clothes he does to er, broader The broad rim of his hat casts a shadow over his face, but now that I’m only a few inches from him, I can see his thin, hollow cheekbones
“Why the fuck would I care about an auction?” I ask, but I don’t leave I should leave I should putback to my warehouse, back to my ship There’s a reason the authorities are so desperate to get it back and I plan to find out why There’s so hidden on it That o, I’m not sure
All I know is that since it’s Hedgar LeBlaie’s ship, it’s sooons he’s paid off findthe ship, or if the police get to me, they’ll return his ship to him
unsearched Then whatever crio unpunished