The Kvartet - Temna Roza Jazz Club

[Foxglove]

Now that was a little more promising. Giving an inward sigh of relief, Maren nodded at his words slightly. She didn't have the slightest idea how Jimmy planned to get his hands on those weapons, but she didn't care either, since ignorance was bliss. "Payment would of course be credits, and a favour for later, in case you ever need anything." She withdrew the PDA again that she'd used to show him the specifics of the requested weapons, taking a brief look at it. "We are talking twenty million per Hummel and fifteen for each Zwilling." Lowering the device, she looked at him, turing it in hands. "Delivery depends on you. Either a face-to-face delivery could be arranged or another deposit like on Freeport... six, was it?" For a moment, she wasn't sure which number the Freeport in Omega-41 had. "Well, something similar to how we handled the other stuff could be arranged somewhere."

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