Epilogue: Jango and Roz
"So, did you get them?" asked the pinkish-orange-colored Toydarian on Jango's screen.
The weary bounty hunter sighed and removed his helmet. "No, Roz, only one. The gladiator got away."
"Well, that's too bad. At least the one you did get was the guilty one."
"It's all money to me, Roz," Jango muttered emotionlessly, punching in the coordinates for Nal Hutta. "The arena manager is worth twice as much as the fighter who escaped, though."
"Well, that's good," Rozatta commented. "So, where are you taking that slime?"
"Nal Hutta. And he's not nearly as slimy as the person who posted his bounty is." With that, Jango lifted off and soared away from the rocky plateau outside the coliseum.
"Oh, by the way, Jango, I've got a little situation on my station."
"Anything for you, Roz."
"Well, there's jut one thing: it's another pit fight cheater. His name's Meeko Geetinks."
Jango shook his head slowly and replied, "I suppose I'll have to take you up on that one, Roz. Dead or alive?"
"Either. Actually, he's wanted by the Republic," the Toydarian mentioned.
"You're just after your finder's fees!"
"What can I say? I've got to make money too. That's not all, either," said Roz with a wink. "I want to see you too."
"I'll be at Outland Station in a few days," Jango promised, entering hyperspace.
"Ooh, Jango, you're the best! Also, this weird thing showed up for you; it's a message from some Tyrannus or something."
"See you soon."
True to his word, Jango Fett arrived at Outland Station, tracked down Meeko, and captured him. The holorecording Rozatta mentioned was from Count Dooku, who offered five million Republic credits for the capture or killing of Komari Vosa. Several weeks later, Jango was being cloned to make an army of super-soldiers.
And the rest is history…
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—The Hutt