NONUS IV
"…should not have contacted me Sangria." Cyngi spoke.
"I need a job or something." Sangria spoke urgently. She was using one of the public transmission terminals so that her own personal set would not be traced. The sun was going down on Nonus IV, lights coming on all over the resort, the sounds of gambling and music heavy in the air. "I'm almost out of funds Cyngi."
"The Star's Ghost is being watched girl!" The Unsaur barked. "Since you left I have had Spartans and High Coven agents in here asking questions. A lot of questions. All about you."
"High Coven?" Sangria gasped. "Why would they be looking for me?"
Cyngi shook his head. "I do not know. The stinking Coven started coming in here about two weeks ago. That is what started all this. Somehow they are linking you to me, and I don't like the attention. They are asking about my dealings with Chetak and his son, not to mention the fact that I used to sell dragon products. It's bad for my business."
