“Money is my guess. Kogen pays him separately from the other slavers, even Sylus. A few times Kogen paid him out at his desk when no one else was ar...und. It was hard to tell from my cage, but I think he gets quite a bit more than the other men.”He cocked an eyebrow, “How would you know that?”“Because Kogen doesn’t care about any of the others, a couple of them received their wages as they were filling or emptying my buckets.”Kal thought for a moment before speaking, “We get inside and get ahold. He stabbed a finger in Zakreel’s direction. “I’m going to kill you. You’ve ruined me. Five thousand credits for a quick fuck and you left me and my crew crawling with Space Liechies. Look…” He opened his cape a bit and a long bloodied appendage fell to the floor. Little bugs crawled away from the rotted meat, and a few flew away. “Oh, my dick. It’s finally fallen off,” the male wailed. Chairs and tables were overturned as the barbarians in the tavern stampeded out. Even the barmaids and owner. She called him “PC”, apparently after a police officer who used to live next door to her who she had a crush on. She found it hilarious one night (it was around 2am at the weekend, and her mother was at work) when a female guest appeared on the Jerry Springer show, a big fat woman wearing a skimpy dress and heels who was having a dispute with her many male partners, who called herself “Pussy”. Zandra thought the name was ridiculous and sounded a bit like her cat’s name. It doesn’t sound funny. I'm parked at the Inn so I'll have Ty drop me off."We exchanged cell numbers and I gave Ty one last ferocious hug. "I'll see what property any of them has on the books. If they haven't figured out we know they are working together it might be that simple."Ty nodded. "Good plan. Ride with me and we'll do it together. We can scout them and not stir up the police until we're sure where he's hiding."I couldn't argue with that. Now we were doing something. I stuffed myself into the back seat over.