Star Wars: The Mandalorian Junior Novel

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for the protection of the client who didn't want their business business known to the public Underworld All I know is there's no chain code Karga said not bothering bothering to hide his impatience Do you want the chit or not The Mandalorian took it It was never really a question Even for an experienced hunter like himself whose reputation reputation preceded him pickings were slim from the Core Worlds to the Outer Rim After the fall of the Empire the galaxy seemed to have lost its way There was little economic stability stability or rule of law and if the New Republic's promise of peace and prosperity had yet come to pass it hadn't trickled its way down to a backwater planet like Nevarro On those streets and a thousand others like them smugglers and thieves local warlords and thugs all conducted their business in the shadows and sometimes even in broad daylight More and more of the time crime flourished but for bounty hunters the criminals themselves were worth less and less As he walked along the back streets on his way to meet his new client Mando thought about the immediate future his next assignment and the next and the one after that Countless faces forgotten planets their names reduced to credits paid and owed These targets formed a chain of their own an endless stream of bounties extending off into some uncertain future The Guild expected hunters to bring their bounty in with no questions asked and forgetting about it