Jack finished the last of his drink in a quick swig. "It seems we are more or less on the same page. I needed to do this in this way. I'll be taking up my old office of Rochester as well as my residence there. I won't be there all the time, but often enough. The bottom line is I will be much more accessible than I have in a long time. I have considerable business interests in the border worlds at this time, but I should be able to run things from Rochester. The days of me being a fast and loose transport captain are long gone."
Jack reached inside his coat and a device beeped as he did. "I need to be going, my ship is waiting." He rose from the table as he made eye contact with the bartender. Then he turned back to the table. "I'm very glad to hear you say you have the interests of all Junkers at heart. That is the only way to survive out here. You should know we will hold you to that." He turned and walked out of the bar.
