SCE 32 - Buying Time (c) by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek [Star Trek]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Tags: \Star Trek
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2011-01-02T07:59:49.421000+00:00

“That’s fifty-four bars to your account.” The Ferengi sitting behind the desk spoke with a tone of amazement in his voice.

Tev accepted the padd back, making sure every slip was accounted for. He noted the processing fee seemed high and handed the padd back, tapping at the line of type with one well-polished and rather pointed black nail. The Ferengi looked at it as if he had never seen an error before and looked up at Tev while assuming one of the more popular cringes. The standoff continued for a few more seconds and finally the Ferengi acquiesced and corrected the deduction. Behind him, Tev noted a column of numbers seemed to shrink and he nodded to himself in agreement.

“Master,” Carol began in a singsong voice. Tev turned toward her, an indulgent smile on his face. They leaned their heads toward one another to whisper sweet nothings into each other’s ear, as far as the crowd around them was concerned.

“You’re doing well, but Lant seems to be nowhere nearby.”

“I noticed. I’ve been trading in the same sectors he has been from what Lieutenant Wong told us, and my successes should be matching his. Lant’s obviously not stupid, so he’s playing it smart and staying put. We just can’t figure out where that is. We need to do something.”

Right then, a new voice was heard and it wasn’t a happy one. “What’s going on?”

“Tev is having a good run,” the morose man behind the counter said, ignoring the speaker and processing more trade orders.

“Very well,” the other Ferengi said. He was an unpleasant-looking Ferengi with the most insincere smile Tev had seen yet. He was smartly dressed in a muted crazy-quilt jacket with a dull red shirt peeking through. By Ferengi standards, it was almost conservative.

“Ah, Mr. Tev, I see the fortunes are kind to you today,” the man said. “I am Brunt, Trotta’s adjutant. For new customers here on Ferenginar, we have a more comfortable room for you to use. Trotta suggests I escort you there. Maybe you and your, ah, party would like to accompany me.” He didn’t even wait, spinning on a heel and striding off, literally pushing people out of his way. The lack of reaction indicated this was typical behavior, so Tev refused comment, but did gesture for the others to follow him. They were led from the room to a private elevator, where a uniformed Ferengi youth stood. Brunt got in first, then the others, but before the doors closed, the attendant was expectantly looking from face to face. It was growing uncomfortable for Tev, who finally figured out the attendant was expecting some form of tip for performing his job. He glared down at Brunt, who was trying to ignore the look. Finally, he let out a small sigh and withdrew his padd. He beamed some form of latinum to the youth who heard a beep go off in his hip pocket. At that, the doors closed and the small elevator shot upward at a dizzying speed.

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