The Drop Off

We land at the designated drop point.

'Finally we landed.' I thought.

Trinna got from her seat and kicked Sarah as she passed.

"Careful. Damaged goods don't fetch as high a price."

Empress Sarah ignored her kicking.

I pull the empress to her feet, and cuff her hands behind her back. "Let's go. I need to get paid."

Trinna twirled her gun in her hand nonchalantly. "I wouldn't have even attempted to grab the little empress if weren't this beautiful price he offered. He had better not pull any tricks," she muttered. "Why does he want her alive anyway?" she said angrily.

"I didn't ask. The less I know, the better. People don't target me as much if I can't answer questions." I check my timepiece. "Half an hour early. Let's get a drink."

He pulled me up to my feet and puts cuffs on my hands and pointed behind me where ever he was telling me to walk. Trinna was upset because she was not getting paid yet.

Trinna glared at Sarah before entering the club to get a drink. "This had better be a damn quick drink," she grumbled.

I sit down. "Ought to be. Corellian ale." I say to the bartender.

Trinna pursed her lips before ordering. "White Alderaanian," she said shortly.

I see Boba Fett and Trianna getting a drink which I wanted so badly to have a drink.

"The guy ought to be here soon. I think he's coming with the entire fleet, so try not to say anything stupid."

"Actually, I only brought most of the fleet."

Trinna turned to face the new voice. "Well, that is comforting. We got your wench for you," she said, throwing Sarah down to Xhalaz's feet. "Look, she is already bowing to you," she said carelessly.

"Good." One of my storm troopers picks her up. "Your money, Trinna. and your reward, Master Fett." I toss a bag of gemstones to Trinna, and hand an oblong package to Boba Fett.

"Good." I take the package. "Then we're done here."

Trinna dropped the bag down her cleavage. "It seems that we are," she said curtly. "Have fun with her," she said, smirking. Trinna swiftly made her way to the door.

They took the money as I look Emperor Xhalax, what does he want from me I said in my thoughts.

"Now. It's time to begin reclaiming the galaxy."

Kalaila stood next to Xhalax and removed her hood slowly. "Is this her?" she said tonelessly.

"Such as she is. Take her to the ship, and begin... processing her."

Kalaila bowed slightly and snapped her fingers at two troopers before turning on her heel to the ship.

I sit at the bar, and order a drink. I'll monitor the proceedings from here.