Unaccustomed to straight talk, the Hutt frowned, then said, “I plan to make a grab for Tatooine, Magister, and I’ve come to solicit your support.” “An arid world in the Arkanis sector of the Outer Rim,” Hill supplied quietly from behind the armchair. “By support, I presume we are talking about credits,” Damask said. Gardulla repositioned herself on the litter. “I’m aware that you disapprove of spice and slavery, but there are profits to be made on Tatooine by other means.”
