Patrick Hanson, local information broker, was busy finishing his second that evening drink, waiting lonely at McCool's Tavern for intel about Sprague colonisation efforts in the recent week, usually shared by bribed local BMM executive working in colonisation administration.
Hanson noticed and watched closely new guest in the moment he entered the bar. His worn clothes suggested Zoner, Junker or Freelancer smuggler/small-scale thief/pirate freighter captain of some sort. Information broker looked at his watch.
"That BMMer probably won't come today" he thought.
Mysterious newcomer at the bar started intriguing Patrick, "one more this evening won't hurt, maybe he's someone good to know..."
With the intention of making acquaintance with the new guest broker stood up and approached the bar...
