Tank
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Lirax was trembling in fear. Lirax felt at the end of his rope. He was being cornered by three men and there was no one here to save him. Where were the police? Where was the security?
"Two million credits you say?" Lirax was getting even more nervous now. Between paying for his security, the apartment, and charter; he only had one and a half million left.
"What if I gave each of you five hundred thousand credits?" Lirax knew he was pushing his luck but the three mercenaries might just take the deal. Five hundred thousand credits might be more than any of these guys had ever seen or dream of seeing in their life time. Lirax pulled out three identical high value credichips out of his pocket.
"Take them, tell your boss, Jet, that I was killed and that you took all the credits you could find. Do it and we'll never see each other again I promise!" Lirax attempted to smile but it came out in a nervous, visibly uncomfortable snort.
This was Lirax's last ploy. If this didn't work he truly was cornered. He had no more moves up his sleeve.
"Two million credits you say?" Lirax was getting even more nervous now. Between paying for his security, the apartment, and charter; he only had one and a half million left.
"What if I gave each of you five hundred thousand credits?" Lirax knew he was pushing his luck but the three mercenaries might just take the deal. Five hundred thousand credits might be more than any of these guys had ever seen or dream of seeing in their life time. Lirax pulled out three identical high value credichips out of his pocket.
"Take them, tell your boss, Jet, that I was killed and that you took all the credits you could find. Do it and we'll never see each other again I promise!" Lirax attempted to smile but it came out in a nervous, visibly uncomfortable snort.
This was Lirax's last ploy. If this didn't work he truly was cornered. He had no more moves up his sleeve.