Star Wars - Crimson Bounty by Charlene Newcomb & Rich Handley

Author:Charlene Newcomb & Rich Handley [Newcomb, Charlene & Handley, Rich]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 1997-08-14T19:49:13+00:00

Forty minutes later, the two women staked out the CardSafe on Ord Simres. Fancy? Crimson chuckled. If this was Thune’s idea of fancy, she’d love to see her impression of seedy. But, Crimson had to admit, the CardSafe was four times nicer looking than the other establishments they’d sped past on their way from the nearby spaceport.

“Thune,” Crimson said, “I want to thank you again for helping me.”

“My services aren’t free, remember? You agreed to work off my fee.”

“Yeah, I know. But—”

“That’s him,” Thune said. “That’s Prash.”

Crimson studied the suave gentleman who walked toward the cantina’s entrance. He was a well-dressed human, tall with jet-black hair and muscular good looks—not at all typical of the bounty hunters she’d seen or heard about. His two companions had the look of bodyguards. The Rodian’s eyes captured every movement on the streets, his hand perched lightly atop the handle of his holstered blaster, while the Krish was more blatant, swinging a very illegal BlasTech Sharpshooter V in a wide, sweeping motion.

Prash and his friends disappeared into the pub. “C’mon,” Thune said.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Crimson asked as Thune took off across the street.

“Yes, I’m sure,” Thune called back to her in that impatient tone she used so often with U-THR.

Shaking her head, Crimson took several long strides across the dimly lit avenue and caught up to her. “I don’t suppose we’ll be able talk our way through this,” she said as they slowed their pace to a walk.

“It’ll have to be quick and dirty, I’m afraid,” Thune replied softly. “Those two bodyguards won’t mince words. Let’s take them out first, then we’ll talk nice with Prash.”

Crimson nodded glumly as they entered the pub. All eyes in the place were rooted on the stage, where a curvaceous female and her back-up singers crooned softly. Thune unobtrusively clicked her comlink on, whispered something into it, then clicked it off. She pulled her blaster, cocking her head toward a table near the back of the room. Crimson gripped her own DL-44 tightly and walked beside Thune.

The Krish spotted them first. As he brought his blaster rifle to bear, Thune opened fire, killing him instantly. Crimson’s shot a half-second later took down the Rodian. Prash stared at the two women, his face a mixture of anger and surprise. He knew better than to reach for his own weapon.

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