A Konteradmiral and a smuggler

[Dark.Star]

Klaus watched as the bartender came, dropped off the drink and nonchalantly walked away. He stared at John in the eyes dead for a few seconds, giving him the feeling that this might be it, then smiled with calm, and proceeded to ask the man's question.
"You see, I like to meet new people. Especially people as interesting as you" Gerwald felt relieved now that the operation is a go, all he had to do now was to see how the situation develops. Deep down, Klaus knew that there was no contract with Daumann most likely. "You probably take me for a fool, tell me, there was no Daumann contract at all for those artifacts now was it? Well, I can turn a blind eye, since you didn't decide to put a projectile between my eyes. You see, I wasn't always a law-enforcer, so I still have my moments when I simply don't care or turn a blind eye, but that be between me and you. Also, there have been some incidents recently which didn't exactly make a nice image as a whole." Gerwald felt another chill down his spine, thinking about the sudden strike of Daumann workers and his relocation to secondary fleet. Their table had to endure Klaus's rapid and nervous taps as he gazed out the window as he thought what to do next when he'll get back home, if he gets back at all.

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