A/N Ok I know this is way too short but hey, my bad it is the last chapter I had already written out and I have WRITERS BLOCK! GAH! Oh well. Suggestions are nice and happyfying
"Mr. Harper, are you almost finished?" Dylan asked.
"Hold your horses, it is so close to being done I can taste it."
Dylan raised his eyebrows.
"What?" Harper asked. Dylan shook his head.
"Never mind."
"Ok boss it will be done in 10...9...8...7...oh...um...654321Done!" Harper exclaimed.
"Excellent Harper. Put it in the Maru. Tell Beka and Trance what to do if there are any problems."
"You got it boss man."
Later, in the Maru...
"Trance, shouldn't I be retrained?" Beka asked. "Caida will suspect..."
"Don't worry, I brought cuffs. They are in the back. When we get there you will get them. No need right now. When we get close enough, I will contact her and she will tell us where to meet her." Trance was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a leather jacket, both borrowed from Beka, and a black shirt Beka had never seen Trance wear. She also had dug up some old makeup from when she was purple. Black eyeliner mascara and blood red lipstick completed the look. Trance looked like a complete hard ass.
"Is that such a good idea? Meeting her where she wants? She could spring a trap." Beka said.
Trance smiled. "People like Caida are never trusted. People who put out bounties cant be trusted. Everyone knows that. She was no friends. And even if she sprung a trap, you have 3 knives and two force lances and so do i. It would be over fast."
Beka nodded, still not convinced.
"Trust me Beka."
"I do."
"Remember, Dylan wants Caida alive so he can question her. So don't beat her so badly she wouldn't be able to answer or so she would be in mortal peril."
Beka grinned. "I wont."