Zavron X wasn't a familiar port of call, but with the blockade all over the Syricon system Dav had no choice but to refuel on the Southern continent.
He decided to take the night off from interstellar deliveries. He letted a wotel and then took a walk through the cyber souk. He ate Spicy K'lang from a stall he'd read about in his Lonely Universe guidebook.
"A shipper, eh?" said a Crampidian, smirking at him from across the counter
"What's it to you?" Dav grunted. His face was covered in spice sweat.
"Nothing." The Crampidian smiled. "Maybe you shippers all look the same to me, but you reminded me of someone - a young Light Musician I saw play once. A real jabber."
"A Light Musician? I can't stand that racket," Dav scoffed.
"Not any more I bet," the Crampidian said. "Not after what happened on Zanforth 6."
Dav ate the final sporkful of his K'lang and stood up to leave.
"I recognized you as soon as you landed Dav Ingleside." The Crampidian put his hand on Dav's shoulder. "Don't go. I've got an interesting proposition for you."
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Posted by Jeff at October 13, 2015 3:07 AM