Zariff reached out and placed a hand on Tridon's shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Sorry friend, but we can't do that. The association will be paying Rydel a handsome sum for that pelt, and that pup is under the association's watch and Jack's. Unless either of them agrees wholeheartedly, you'll never get any blood or a chance to inspect him. You're lucky that you even got to handle him."
When he finished explaining things, Zariff moved the thinking Tridon to the side and led the others through the door. They made it out but halfway down the hall, a shout from the courtroom door reached them.
"Don't think this means I won't get my hands on those things! You know me Zariff; once my mind is set on something, nothing in the world can stop me from getting it, not even you!"
