The client this time was extremely courteous, having sent a luxurious Hover Car to take Sun Jack to the rendezvous point.
Leaning back in the genuine leather sofa, Sun Jack felt the tender little hands beneath the leather giving him a full-body massage.
In his hands, he held a glass of whiskey on the rocks, gazing out at the curtain of rain outside the window.
Though he was ostensibly watching the rain, his attention was fully focused on a person called X beside him.
"Still no information on this broker named X?" he asked his Digital Personality in his mind.
"No."
It was very odd indeed. If X was a broker, then logically, the more people they knew, the better. That way, when someone was short on money, they'd think of coming to them for work.
A secretive broker who no one knows is hardly a qualified broker.
"Could it possibly be a high-end broker like the Ring-Tailed Snake?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Jack thought it over and contacted Ring-Tailed Snake directly.
