To: ACE Accounts Recievable, ACE Internal Affairs, ACE Chief Financial Officer

From: Joss and Associated Ltd

Time: 2326h 303rd day of 43 ABY

Re: Overdue Notice- Possible Legal Action

In response to your billings department refusal to pay the sums below I will now be forced to seek legal recompense for this insult if my revised invoice is not paid promptly within 30. As an Inquisitorious file has already been opened regarding the ACE's shady treatment of contractors and even Brotherhood members, I am hopeful that this bill will be paid promptly.

As was so rudely demanded by your billing clerk on the attached datalink message of Thursday last week, I have removed the fee I had included for the Oil Bath and steam cleaning of my droid D-3PO, even after he proved instrumental in the success of the operation. Further may I remind you that this invoice has a top secret TRIPLE VIOLET code clearance attached to it, and I'm sure the the duly appointed member of the ACE Board of directors be disappointed to hear from the Dark Council about how unfairly one of their own members was treated by some non force wielding bureaucrats.

The below sums are not a small amount of money, and we expect this matter to be handled expediently as this invoice is now more then 43 minutes overdue, it's honestly a bit of an outrage that you let your billing department act like this. Yes, I'm talking directly to you Mr. Chief Financial Officer, speaking directly into all 7 of your ears. Ignore this notice at your own peril. I was working directly for the DGam on this one so I feel this level of disrespect is unwarranted and unprofessional.

Further work on open contracts with the Arx Commerce Exchange will halt if this bill is not reconciled within the next 7 business days. We currently have 14 ongoing jobs with you and some are time sensitive, and I would hate for you to have to explain this one to the powers that be. Failure to pay an invoice this overdue is a breach of contract, as clearly stated in the documentation signed by both parties at the start of each job. Also, if heads don't role in the Accounts Receivable department I might make some heads of account receivable employees. Figure it out up there, and quick if you want to keep us on as high level contractors

Attached invoice:

-58.5 hours of work at our premium rate of 100 credits per hour.

-50 hours of work at our standard rate of 200 credits per hour.

-40 hours of labour performed by my protocol droid, 50 credits per hour.

-26.5 hours of flight time on operational duty for the JV Corra III, standard rate of 100 credits per hour.

-Extra fuel surcharge of 1892 credits for excessive hovering in atmospheric conditions due to your Economic Attache's negligence.

-250 credit surcharge for cleaning my prisoners hold on my ship.

-1760 credit charge for required permits and parking fees.

-180 credit fee for required dry cleaning of garments an upholstery after your official got too drunk on the outward trip.

"It's a matter of honor. Whether you make contracts and later update policies to avoid payouts, or scrutinize claim. Your outreach has been large, and it has made you rich. But with expansion of your facilities across lands brings expenses that, once met, is attempted to maintain at the expense of your customers. This is how it begins. Business decisions when money is short from spending and maintaining growth to a calibur you'll have to squeeze out of your customers to maintain with updated prices. When your bank can't relinquish a claim or pay for a job, then we have meetings like here. Honestly the whole thing's been on record, either by our datapad signings, voice call conversations, and the camera in my helmet. I'm can't change the hearts and minds of those who have dug a hole of corruption in greed so deep no rhetoric can convince them that lives are more valuable than some percentage. Which is why, instead, we will move this claim to coruscant where we can't talk about it in court. Should the court take my side, I will recieve more than just the payout of my job. So for me it's fight you legally to get paid, or don't get paid at all. I've already completed the job, which puts me in favor, but obviously my work isn't done since we are having disputes over closure. Also, you hired me for my unique capabilities. There are those with powers over the mind, which can give someone a thought or judgement from that influence. So even as you dump what funds beyond what I can afford into an intellect that has manipulated the legal system to be in your favor, it may not matter in the end. This will also be bad press for you, win or lose, on your reliability. If your profits are at the border of bankruptcy or some manner of financial strife, you’d be wise to payout and downsize. But losing a case and the publicity? There’s no recovery. If I’m wrong, and you are plenty rich, then no one will complain that I take a bigger bite than what was discussed given the ill-courteous change in plans over my commission. My work involves conflict management, and I do so adore the sweet taste of vengeance, and here you are offering it on a platter for me.”

Razraf was tired of this. He had been hiding away on a transport for hours. He had been skulking through the ship, had dodged these fools as they wandered the ship. He had been nearly discovered not once, not twice, note even four times, but at least five times. People got bored when they were traveling through hyperspace, he figured. Or maybe they were tired of playing Pazaak, or reading, or whatever. He had been patient. That patience was quickly running thin.

They had to be making a lot of money here. That was the way that he had operated for some time: he followed the credits. There was a lot of money to be made here. He wanted to figure out what was going on. A grizzled alien entered the room. Green skin, odd snout, and if Razraf had really cared, he might have been able to put a name to the species. He really didn't care though. The creature peered around, his eyes widening as he noticed the movement by the Selonian. The creature even opened a mouth to say something, but like lightning, the Selonian Bounty Hunter raised his blaster and fired one, twice, and thrice. The body hit the ground. For several moments, he feared he had been discovered.

His pulse pounded in his ears. He was carrying a few weapons, but not enough to take on the whole ship. It would not do if he were so easily discovered. And yet, after several moments, it seemed that no footsteps moved to meet him. No backup arrived to back up their fallen ally. If anything, it seemed as though no soul had heard. He shook his head. Were they all so cut throat, or was he really deep enough in the depths of the transport to go unheard?

He considered the situation as he stalked forward. Perhaps, he considered as he dragged the body. Rodian, he realized. This creature was called a Rodian. Thankfully, this Rodian had not shot first. Otherwise, he might have been cut short of his goal. He had been quick on the draw, but if this body was to be discovered, he would be hard pressed to talk, or to shoot, his way out of this. Instead, he would continue his quiet vigil. He would sit among the cargo, and as soon as they landed, he would move out before he could be found. He would follow from a distance. He would find out who these business contacts were. He would discover who were the buyers, he would discover who were behind the sales. By threat or by manipulation, he would find himself a new source of fortune.

There was certainly a joy and a simplicity to his job. He was getting tired of hunting and killing, and it looked like this business could be his ticket out. He dragged the body back, and considering one of the crates, he popped it open. He started to stuff the body into a weapons crate. It would delay discovery, which would give him the advantage. However he played his cards, he planned to be a very wealthy, very happy Selonian.