It was close to time for Beth to get away from work. I gook a chance that she was available and called her cell. “Hello, this is Beth.”“Good aft...rnoon, Beth. I’m guessing you’re still at work?”“That’s true. When can we meet?”“I’m ready when you are.”“Very good. I’ll be at my place in twenty-five minutes. Will that work for you?”“Yes, I’ve got a new toy to show you.”“Good, I have information to share. See you shortly.”I took it easy going to her complex getting to know my new car and enjoying. Mercedes left her apartment block at 12.30 hrs to take the twenty minute drive to the garage. She had two reasons to be happy today, firstly, she was again meeting Kevin, and secondly, but more importantly, she would at last become the owner of her dream car. Her smile never faltered from her youthful looking face resembling someone who had just been informed that they had won the jackpot on the lottery. Mercedes indicated and pulled into the forecourt and parked her vehicle. She took a last. An almost overwhelming temptation hit him to go stand outside the door and listen to the water lapping, but he resisted with a surge of willpower. The last thing he wanted to do was have to think of an excuse if she happened to hear him or otherwise notice that he was standing outside the bathroom door. Instead, he took a seat on the end of the couch and picked up the remote. That was as close as he got to turning on the television, though. The show once again running in his head was far more. It was a strange story supposedly involving a JediKnight and a Princess. I didn't put much stock into that story, but theinformation about Zorban looking for a new top smuggler was legit. I'dnever been one to fly under the radar and this was way too good of anopportunity to pass up. Zorban was one of the top glitterstim suppliers inthe galaxy and his top spicerunners could make huge sums of money. Hewould need someone with nerves of steel and more than a little bit ofluck, and I knew I.