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The Last Resort - Part 10d: Dirty Business
The cleaning crew knocked on the door.
Sebastian opened it. “There’s another corpse in there,” he said. He stiffly walked down to the bar and politely asked for a drink. Bobbin gave it to him.
“Are you sure this is going to work?” asked Egil.
“It better,” said Kham. He had carefully laid out all of his possessions on a table. The Last Resort was empty of all but a few. “Lucky for you, Baldric was grateful enough to give me Edward’s stolen artifacts. Also lucky for you, Falthar agreed to spot me the money up front for them. So now it’s time to deliver the goods in person.”
“In person? But they’ll kill you!”
Kham shrugged. “I don’t think so. I think Finn’s a reasonable man. So I’m going to try to be reasonable.” He strapped on a belt purse full of coins. “Just in case, I’m not going in with anything else of value.”
Egil sighed. “Good luck. If I don’t see you again, thank you for doing all this.”
“I owe you, Egil. I owe you and Lucius big. When I came to Freeport I didn’t know anybody. You two were the only ones who were willing to give me a chance.”
“You sure you don’t want us to go with you?” Beldin twisted his axe in his grip. “I’m not afraid of crooks.”
“Nah,” said Kham. “I need to do this alone. It’s better off if you don’t get involved.”
“Be careful,” said Ilmarė. That was about as much affection as she showed anyone.
Kham slowly walked down the steps, savoring each moment. The dawning sun was just peeking through the windows, shimmering across the docks. Kham passed Bobbin, who was wringing his hands.
Henry Tranco, still awake from the night before, dropped a jingling purse in front of Bobbin. “Sorry about the mess,” was all he said as he walked out.
Kham cursed Tranco and stopped in front of Bobbin. He looked down at the purse of coins. It wasn’t small. He looked back at Bobbin.
“The work’s going to be extensive,” said Bobbin. “I don’t know how I’m going to pay for all this!”
Kham sighed. He dropped another purse of coins next to Tranco’s.
“That’s another thousand doubloons I lost to Tranco,” he said. Then he stepped out into the sunlight.
The cleaning crew knocked on the door.
Sebastian opened it. “There’s another corpse in there,” he said. He stiffly walked down to the bar and politely asked for a drink. Bobbin gave it to him.
“Are you sure this is going to work?” asked Egil.
“It better,” said Kham. He had carefully laid out all of his possessions on a table. The Last Resort was empty of all but a few. “Lucky for you, Baldric was grateful enough to give me Edward’s stolen artifacts. Also lucky for you, Falthar agreed to spot me the money up front for them. So now it’s time to deliver the goods in person.”
“In person? But they’ll kill you!”
Kham shrugged. “I don’t think so. I think Finn’s a reasonable man. So I’m going to try to be reasonable.” He strapped on a belt purse full of coins. “Just in case, I’m not going in with anything else of value.”
Egil sighed. “Good luck. If I don’t see you again, thank you for doing all this.”
“I owe you, Egil. I owe you and Lucius big. When I came to Freeport I didn’t know anybody. You two were the only ones who were willing to give me a chance.”
“You sure you don’t want us to go with you?” Beldin twisted his axe in his grip. “I’m not afraid of crooks.”
“Nah,” said Kham. “I need to do this alone. It’s better off if you don’t get involved.”
“Be careful,” said Ilmarė. That was about as much affection as she showed anyone.
Kham slowly walked down the steps, savoring each moment. The dawning sun was just peeking through the windows, shimmering across the docks. Kham passed Bobbin, who was wringing his hands.
Henry Tranco, still awake from the night before, dropped a jingling purse in front of Bobbin. “Sorry about the mess,” was all he said as he walked out.
Kham cursed Tranco and stopped in front of Bobbin. He looked down at the purse of coins. It wasn’t small. He looked back at Bobbin.
“The work’s going to be extensive,” said Bobbin. “I don’t know how I’m going to pay for all this!”
Kham sighed. He dropped another purse of coins next to Tranco’s.
“That’s another thousand doubloons I lost to Tranco,” he said. Then he stepped out into the sunlight.