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“Your sibling?”
“He will be paid out of my funds until Emgoth reimburses me. He and I are partners. Everything is divided down the middle. We have been getting our funds together and debating opening a new stall somewhere.”
He perked up. “He wasn’t making much sense when we talked to him.”
“He was looking into setting up on Dock Yef.”
The huge black eyes went wide. “That is interesting. He did mention Yef, so we thought that was where this stall was. We had to find you via the registry.”
“You could have called.”
He chuckled. “We don’t often call suspects to tell them we are coming.”
“Ah. Fair. Well, if you come by when Emgoth is back, I think he would be happy to thank you for your diligence.”
“Not you?”
She smiled. “The suspects rewarding you is called bribery.”
He laughed and went outside with the files, and his partner nodded toward her with a smile and got into the vehicle. They left.
She got a call. “Emgoth. Who the hell hit you?”
“Some enforcers down at Dock Yef. They weren’t keen on the idea of a new stall for the local workers without a lot of kickbacks.”
“Right. How are you doing?”
“I need two more days of light duties, but then I will be back.”
“Excellent. I called my brother, and he’s doing good, but I put a sign out front for them to speak slowly and not comment on his pigment.”
Emgoth chuckled and grunted. “That’s funny. You put the ice sign up?”
“Yup. First thing when I got off the line with Ariget.”
“She wasn’t sure you weren’t involved. Apparently, I was mumbling in my sleep.”
“No worries. You mumble when you are awake, too.”
He chuckled and grunted again. “I have ordered food delivery based on what has come to my account. The restock will be there tomorrow around seven. You should have enough until then.”
“Yup. I will have enough for the afternoon and tomorrow’s breakfast, but I despise you to the centre of your soul for sending the veg here during morning rush.”
He laughed and then groaned.
“Go. Heal. Repair. Tell your wife I am not a psycho.”
“I never lie to Ariget.”
She snorted. “Go suck a flipper.”
“I have told you too much about our sex lives.”
She grinned and disconnected the call.
He was safe, he was healing, and he was a butthead. A better business partner could not be had.
Sunny asked, “You need me tomorrow?”
