Ghtroc 720 Class Freighter - Blood Money

[Murgth'a]

Time can be, on occasion, such a pain for bounty hunters.

It can be especially painful when it has been lost while a hunter waits for "monthly repairs" to his ship, and as a result causes two weeks to be utterly wasted.

As Murgth'a guided the Blood Money out of its docking bay, he could feel his instincts tell him that Corellia would be cold - the target had been given too much of a lead, and that would cost Crege and himself the bounty. And yet...maybe all was not lost. There was still a chance that, even if the target had left there would be people who had seen him - and would be willing to give information.

And if there was resistance? The Nikto shook his head for a moment and focused on the task at hand. In the coming days, all his abilities would be stretched to their limit and there would be little time for rest or strategising.

But that was of little concern now. A long time ago some wise sage wrote, "In the hunter's mind there can be only two things: the first, the Hunt; and the second, the quarry. Of these the quarry alone should hold the highest importance."

Murgth'a is en route to Corellia.
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