If there was one thing Michael liked about dealing with unfamiliar people in places he wandered into to handle business, it was how quickly they got to the point.
On the flip side, what he hated was the difficulty of effective negotiation with strangers in such settings.
There were pros and cons, but in the Association, it hardly mattered now; he was here to sell, not buy.
If he had wanted to purchase something, he'd have preferred to deal with Brian—or worse, the middle-aged man who had attended to him earlier in the afternoon.
As he liked, the trade center staff quickly got to the point.
After nearly an hour of trade, Michael sold the corpses he'd brought earlier in the day.
Though the sale didn't significantly boost his account balance, which still hovered around two million, it was a nice profit for something he had picked up and returned.
