It didn’t take long for that first drink to turn into two, then three. I knew one of the myriad of men would eventually bite and they did.
A burly, bald man dressed in fading clothes came over to us. He addressed us in English.
“What has brought you two here? I caught a word or two of English being spoken between you. I haven’t heard it being spoken in years.”
Tabitha looked at me wide eyed. I took the initiative.
“You don’t get away with too much around here. And where did you learn it? You seem quite fluent.”
“My mother is from Aruna V. She insisted we use it to communicate. And you never answered my question.”
“No, I didn’t. We’re here on business.”
“What kind of business?”
“We need to get a package onto the Emperor’s habitat, and we’re prepared to pay big.”
I let him glance at our bitcoin balance.
He murmured something to himself and then left to go to a backroom.
I could feel the sweat on my brow and took another gulp.
Then the man returned and said to follow him. We got up, leaving what remained of our drinks. It was action time.
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