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Post by Vincent on Sept 18, 2007 15:56:13 GMT -5
"So you say how much again?" Vincent and rather sleazy looking fat man sit across from each other in a dimly lit office. Through a nearby window you can clearly see the Hijrah docked, with a large gash torn across its hull. "I see... well I think we can arrange something." Vincent reaches down beside his chair and brings up a metal briefcase, he sets it on the table, clicks the locks open, spins it around and opens it. The sleazy man's face lights up immediately. He closes it and takes the case away. "Glad we have an agreement. No one will know what ship that is as well, right?" The sleazy man nods. "Excellent, send a runner when its finished."
Vincent slides his chair away from the desk and leaves with a giddy grin across his face.
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