Capital Shumeria
"LET'S GO TO HEADQUARTERS AND give our report," Ash instructs as the three enter the capital city of Shumeria.
The other two nod their acknowledgment and follow Ash to the Security Force Headquarters with Zoot Gach in tow.
Once there they secure the thief leader and meet with the commander, Clive Beckett, a tall and well dressed officer with a well groomed beard.
"And that concludes my report," Ash says standing up from the chair across from the man.
"I see." Clive shifts in his own seat. "Well done. Let's takes a good look into the background of this...Zoot Gach."
"I agree," Ash says looking hard at the man.
Diego rolls his eyes and shakes his head. "As always, the big guy gets away, the truth gets swept under the carpet and only the small guy gets screwed."
Clint throws a fist into Diego's shoulder and says, "Hey you dumb son of a bitch, you're outta line."
"No," Clive says calmly, "you're right. There are lots of things wrong with this government: corrupt politicians, oppressive taxes and not enough police. The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer. But no matter how filthy things get, as long as we remember who we are, we the people, have the freedom to change things for the better. And it's that freedom that so many people died for fifteen years ago."
"I understand," Ash says looking away solemnly.
"I had no right to mouth off like that," Diego apologizes. "I'm sorry."
"No, it's alright," Clive says standing up with a large smile set on his face. "In any case, you all did a fine job. Why don't you relax a little."
Diego makes no attempt to hide the smile that forms on his face as Ash thanks the commander. The moment they step out of the office Diego says, "Now how about we head to the tavern for a drink and some women?"
Clint looks at him, "Is that all you think about?"
"What else is there in life man without a little bit of fun," he answers still smiling.
"He's right," Ash agrees. "We haven't had any time off in months and we could use some down time."
Clint lets out a long sigh. "I suppose you're right."
Diego claps the big man on the back. "Of course he is. Now come on before Beckett changes his mind."
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Capital Shumeria: Tavern