Juniper stood her ground, “I think I can. Captain, I have a little bit of currency, so you can drop me off at the nearest port.”
The Captain’s attention turned from Lana, to Juniper. His black gaze softened, “No, I think I could use you on my crew.”
The woman left Juniper's side to stand near a monitor to the right side of Juniper. “Captain Myron, you have a communication from Jaz.”
Myron rolled his eyes at Juniper, “I wonder what that man needs now. Patch him through.”
An image appeared in front of the captain, “Jaz, I don’t have time. So make this brief.” He ordered.
“I bailed your behind out many times and now I have a favor.”
“What do you want?” Myron asked.
“Okay, I need actors. I have started a small acting troop only because to make a long story short I inherited my family’s theater. That is why I contacted you. Your current choice of employment requires a sort of deceitfulness or for the lack of better words you act.”
Myron responded, “I am not interested.”
“I will not take no for an answer. Need I remind you of the amount of money I had to pay to bribe the judge to drop the theft . . .”
“Please say no more.” Myron said with a hand held up. “What planet is this acting opportunity on?”
“I knew you would see things my way. Its on Center 3.”
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