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Twinks in Space: Destination Unknown - Part One - 37. Chapter 37 - Capture

The other bounty hunter closes in on his prey.

A man who Jintrin did not know approached the bar in Her Majesty’s Hole.

“Welcome to our Off-Worlders Night, friend! What can I getcha?”

The man took a seat and leaned forward to ask over the music, “May I please have a glass of water?”

“Here you go,” Jintrin replied with a smile, handing the man his drink.

“Thank you.” The man’s face was expressionless, and his eyes were fixed on the bar top in front of him.

“You alright, friend?” Jintrin asked. “Our performers aren’t brightening your mood?”

“I’m not here for the show,” the man replied, not looking at the stage.

“How about food? Can I throw a snack together for you?” Jintrin offered.

The man just shook his head.

“Well, listen, friend, you’re welcome to hang around with us here at the Hole. This is my place.” He extended a hand across the bar. “The name’s Jintrin.”

The other man took his hand and shook it. “People call me Golvinte.”

“Good to meetcha, Golvinte. You can sit here at the bar as long as you’d like.” Jintrin headed over to other patrons to fix their drinks.

Golvinte took a sip of water. He was not looking at his target, but he had pinpointed the mandroid before approaching the bar. “Time to go, Phentrom,” he whispered to himself. The bounty hunter stood and stepped over to the wall. All his senses were honed in on the mission; he did not listen to the music nor allow his gaze to slide toward the performers on the stage. He was singularly focused as he followed the wall along beside the crowd until he was next to his target.

Phentrom was staring at the singer, when Golvinte snatched the collar of his jacket and started yanking him in the direction of the exit. The mandroid cried out in alarm, but the bounty hunter was used to all types of resistance. Some targets fought back, while others gave up, but most just begged. Golvinte was used to ignoring whatever his targets had to say.

However, another voice that the bounty hunter was not expecting suddenly exclaimed, “Golvie?!”

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