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“I’m going to pretend I didn't hear that,” Sett muttered at Rodian’s wet fart, the sound echoing through the warehouse like a poorly oiled speeder that refused to start up. He didn’t usually feel secondhand embarrassment, but as the Trandoshan gaped and his partner fumbled to take out his...

“It appears we have our opening. Only problem is, the guards look like they’re expecting guests.” Arms folded over his chest, Sett surveyed the building’s side entrance. While it lacked more guards than usual, those stationed outside looked to be on edge—not bored or sharing a smoke, but...

“Oh, don’t worry on my behalf,” Sett said. “I trust you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t kill you the second I suspect you or Basilisk to cross me. I can only hope that never happens. It’d be a sore shame, burying a face like that six feet in the ground. People might miss it.” Frost had the good...

Sett chuckled, also surprised by the man’s sense of humor. “All excellent ideas—except for that terrible name. I could have a few girls brought over here, if you’d like, but the closest thing I have to grapes here would be the wine.” He noted that Edin had already begun to guzzle through the...

“Thanks,” he drawled, surprised by his contact’s bubbly personality. For someone representing the equivalent of the boogeyman, it was odd, on top of the fact they looked only ankle-deep into adulthood. Then again, Sett couldn’t judge. He was barely in his late twenties and he owned an entire...

Sett lay comfortably in his seat, contemplating death. Not his own, of course. Just someone close to his heart—close to the hearts of many people, really—it depended on who you asked. But whether they were loved or hated, they were one of the most powerful men in the galaxy, and killing them...

Just as Sett had the other escaping slave pinned down and cuffed, he turned to see the Kiffar girl pounding against the ironclad hatch that stood between her and glorious freedom. He almost felt pity. A twinge of sympathy. But with so many credits on the line and an icy reputation to build, he...

Sett let out a short sigh. He half-expected the Zabrak to push it, to argue with him until blasters were drawn, but he was relieved when the man shrugged and went back to business. Last thing he needed was to make an enemy on his first week in the Coruscant underworld. He had a reputation to...

Sett despised Coruscant. He was new to the criminal underworld, trying to gain a foothold before working his way up to, hopefully, a gaudy position in the Five Syndicates. That was the sole purpose of his identity. To be someone else, to cultivate power of his own. But by the Force, he didn’t...