STAR WARS, NIGHT DAGGER II, TARGET: DAX RAZZ

Dagger

He downed, another sip of 'drink'. He gazed at the holophoto of his 'brother' and him. " Don't worry 'Stagger'. Your 'revenge' is coming.

Ah, Mustafar Scotch, best in the galaxy.", said Dagger. " Overpriced, and over brewed 'mouthwash'." Dagger, spotted Razz, and a

'blaster' he never seen before. He reached for his own, but shot away from his reach. " Walther PPK. Rather 'primitive', but 'effective.",

said Razz. " How are you, still alive?", asked Dagger. " Taught your men, a 'harsh' lesson in, going after 'wrong' people. ", replied Razz.

" Why are you, here?", asked Dagger. " Simplely, this. Give me the 'bounty' you placed on me, call off your 'hunt' and I leave you be.",

replied Razz. " Your brother's behaviors and actions, are his own. Don't end up like him." Dagger, reached under his desk, and tossed

the money, to the veteran 'spy'. " I thank you. You will NEVER see me again, 'unless' circumstance dictates.", said Razz, as he backed into,

the 'shadows'.

Kreeto, sat on some metal crates, as Razz, completed his shuttle's repairs. " I cannot imagine, you 'improvising' the way you did.", said the

Rodian. " Well, I am alive. And, it is all that matters. ", said Razz. " And, the 'extra'?", asked Kreeto. " Well, it is ,my 'business'.", replied the 'spy'.

" Fair enough, fair enough. "

Somewhere in Japan, evening

Dax Razz and Lyra Shatterstar, was walking the 'roofed' Shopping Arcade. " So, the 'extra' cash?", she asked. " Best not, reveal 'sources'.", he replied.

They shared a 'smooch', and continued the 'date'.

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