The information broker

[Tenacity]

Dekker made a nodding motion as the door to the bar opened, alerting Thorn to the presence of more 'guests'.

One of the Rochester security guards bumped the individual into the room, and closed the door behind... her?

Thorn grinned and addressed the newcomer, "Well well, the general here is a lady as well... If the two of you didnt want to kill me I'd be getting you drunk at the bar." He motioned with his pistol towards the only free seat left at the table, spacing her evenly from him and the order agent; "Go on, take a seat."

He relaxed a bit as she sat down, and he rested his pistol against it's holster once more. If either made a move he could still shoot them from beneath the table, and even if they were armed Dekker could reduce the two of them to Harvester Lubricant with his assault rifle before they could blink.

Thorn motioned towards the cloaked figure at the table, "general, meet... hell she hadnt even told me her name yet." He shrugged it off, "Meet an agent of the Order."

The general's mood instantly changed, quite clearly assuming a defensive posture towards the agent.

"Now now Miss liberty, no violence or I'll have to shoot you both, and I'd hate to deprive this galaxy of two beautiful specimens such as yourselves."

She seemed to settle back down.

"Now, ladies, lets get to negotiations."

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