Barrett Haskins
Smuggler Extraordinaire
All the arrangements had been made. Barrett was to take a rigged ship set with a different transponder code, a crew of mismatched vagrants who wished to make some money and didn’t care how, and turn all of it into a successful spice run. Simple stuff for the old Barrett, the charismatic, trusting, experienced smuggler, but ever since his last capture he had been hesitant, even a little rusty. This was his chance to get the ball rolling on his career again, that and he needed the paycheck. The contact on Togoria who simply went by “Dr. Luke” wished to buy a kilo of glitterstim from Kessel, likely so he could cut it with something cheaper and make more money. That wasn’t Barrett’s job to dictate what was right or wrong and he figured if you didn’t know what drugs you were buying maybe you shouldn’t buy them in the first place.
There was a call sent out to a few key contacts over the darker corners of the Holo-Net, a call for people skilled in keeping quiet and playing along but not afraid to bark when necessary. It was implied that their bite was to be worse. Haskins was not much of a fighter himself, he was more of a charmer, able to talk himself out of most situations, or at least to a point where someone could get the drop on the officer. The group was to take The Last Laugh, one of Dr. Luke’s personal ships, and fly it to Kessel to pick up the shipment of spice. They would meet little resistance there and would likely be in and out of the spaceport in under a half hour. The hard part was next.
Togoria is one of the last planets to fall to the Republic’s lawful grasp around Hutt Space, so recently many smugglers and dealers have been using it as a base of operations to stop and refuel before jumping through republic space, but recently the law enforcement has been catching on. They have routine ship sweeps on all new incoming vessels and have harsher penalties for smuggling. There was also a patch of Republic space between the two planets that may prove to be interesting. All in all it would take a mix of people from all walks of life to make this work. If everything went well there would be a nice payday for everyone involved.
But how often does everything go well?
Barrett mused behind his glass of signature Corellian Whiskey, a fine suit, and his messy hair. Soon his crew would board The Last Laugh and they would take off.
There was a call sent out to a few key contacts over the darker corners of the Holo-Net, a call for people skilled in keeping quiet and playing along but not afraid to bark when necessary. It was implied that their bite was to be worse. Haskins was not much of a fighter himself, he was more of a charmer, able to talk himself out of most situations, or at least to a point where someone could get the drop on the officer. The group was to take The Last Laugh, one of Dr. Luke’s personal ships, and fly it to Kessel to pick up the shipment of spice. They would meet little resistance there and would likely be in and out of the spaceport in under a half hour. The hard part was next.
Togoria is one of the last planets to fall to the Republic’s lawful grasp around Hutt Space, so recently many smugglers and dealers have been using it as a base of operations to stop and refuel before jumping through republic space, but recently the law enforcement has been catching on. They have routine ship sweeps on all new incoming vessels and have harsher penalties for smuggling. There was also a patch of Republic space between the two planets that may prove to be interesting. All in all it would take a mix of people from all walks of life to make this work. If everything went well there would be a nice payday for everyone involved.
But how often does everything go well?
Barrett mused behind his glass of signature Corellian Whiskey, a fine suit, and his messy hair. Soon his crew would board The Last Laugh and they would take off.
