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Chapter Two
Shade really wasn't having a good time, running away from one of the most dangerous men in the was pretty sure he'd stepped in wookie poop and now his boots squelched with every step. He ran down a dark alleyway, trash littered both walls and graffiti was everywhere. Panting as he rounded the corner, Shade pressed his back against the wall and tried to quiet his jagged breathing so he could listen for the bounty hunter.
"Frack" though Shade, trying to come up with an idea that would get him out of this situation. He couldn't run to the main streets, Boba would get him before then, and even if he got there, no one would help him, he could hide in the alleyway and hope Boba passes him, but Boba probably has thermal vision in his helmet, so that only left one thing, sprint for the spaceport and hope he got there in time.
As he readied himself to start running, he heard a sound that many had heard and feared throughout the galaxy, the sound of Boba Fett's fiber cord whip disengaging from it's housing and flying through the air.
Shade began to run but it was too late, the whip wrapped around his right leg and pulled him off balance and towards the bounty hunter. "Please, please have mercy Boba, i'm just a simple man who couldn't support his family so I borrowed some money and now I can't pay it back and my family will starve without me." Blabbered Shade, saying anything that came to mind to try and dissuade the Mandalorian from his task.
"Yeah sure, save the lying for the afterlife, I did my research and know that you are a two-bit slaver who sold a sick product to Jabba and you couldn't pay him back, so here I am." Said Boba, as he reeled in his prey and prepared his EE-3 carbine rifle.
Shade had already wet himself and was trying to pull the fiber whip off of his legs but it was all for naught, Boba aimed his blaster at the Durosian's head and pulled the trigger, leaving a scorch mark in between Shades eyes.
Now all Boba had to do was take a picture of the Durosian as evidence for Jabba and he was done with the job.
When Boba got back to Slave-1, he pulled his helmet off and set course for Coruscant, knowing that the image he had sent to the Hutts would activate a transfer of 3,000 credits to his account, enough to buy him supplies to keep Slave-1 running for a couple more weeks.
