Chapter Two - The Meeting.

A man entered a room. Not in itself an unusual event but this was no ordinary man and this was no ordinary room. The rooms sole occupant stood up from his desk to welcome the new arrival, who couldn’t have been less interested if he tried and who merely stared with disdain at the offered handshake.

“Sit.”

He commanded, the occupant returned to his seat, already trembling slightly at the superior presence in his office.

“Where is the guard?”

The man at the desk pushed a button and a moment later the young guard who had escorted Mal entered the room. Covered in burns he had only survived the grenades by virtue of the fact he was already out cold on his front, almost as far from the grenades as Mal and Jayne had been.

“Your orders were to appear like hired help while at the same time relaxing our guests, it was very simple.”

“And you” said a second man, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, to the man behind the desk “, your job was to give them theirs and NOT put them off, a simple job you were assumed to be capable of being a middle man, evidently you are not a very good one.”

“Because of you”, the first man resumed, “we have once again lost our quarry and will have to set up a new deal”.

The seated man seemed to gain an ounce of courage at this point.

“Don’t worry, I can get Captain Reynolds back here, you’ll have him yet, trust me.”

“You were selected for this position and you failed, there is no second chances”.

“No, wait, please”, begged the man, “I can’t go back”, the man who had, only hours prior, appeared as a tough gang lord the Captain was now very much the opposite.

“Oh, you need not worry about that, you debt to society is paid” replied the suited man, “as is yours” he said to the guard to his right.

Both other man blew out huge sighs of relief.

“One last thing before we go”, said the suited man as a blue hand pulled a small metal rod out his top pocket, his counterpart doing the same…

Chapter Three - Search.

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