"Wait...you want me to murder a little kid? What the hell did he do for you to want me to kill an innocent child?" He yelled towards the man, the hint of anger returning.
Merrick had stayed silent for a bit, thinking about it. Sure, this would be very helpful to the people...to help stop anyone else from being killed. But...
He cleared those thoughts off his mind as he looked up the figure. "Tell me where he is."
"Well, maybe I could use some old contacts back from Shira XV..." you could hear Merrick mumble, before turning to him. "Yeah, I could try to see if some old buddies of mine can come over and find him. By the way, I never caught your name; I'd want to know who's going to so call "hire" me." He had responded, opening his wrist scanner and punched in some buttons.
"Royal, eh? So...I guess I'll check out who else is part of this society, and then I'll buzz out to get my contacts. I knew a few guys who can track anyone down...at least I think. You should come; I don't think there are many people here who'd seen the entire galaxy. At least, the bad parts of it." He responds. "Hell, bring a few friends. My ship has enough room for a few of you guys."
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