"Would you be opposed to..." the clicks of his dress shoes were a soft thunder on the dwelling's duracrete floor as he circled wider, albeit granting her some personal space. Space that she hadn't requested verbally, but demanded by her bold stance. "...a 15% decrease in our agreed price today
and as an apology...offer ten exclusive hybrids on the next drop?"
Loren clasped his hands behind his back and cast his gaze over his shoulder. Those were the eyes of a predator; bright emeralds surrounded by long, dark lashes that any woman would kill for. They appeared brighter by his deep olive complexion, compelling an audience. In what seemed to be far too many minutes, Tava moved her arm and tapped her cheek as if in thought.
How did he know? How would he?
"Exclusive hybrids?" She echoed and dropped her leather sleeved arm to her side. The slicer very well knew their worth and not just in credits. It was a dream deal for her...not for him though. Their monetary worth far exceeded the ten percent.
So, why? What was really in it for him? Instead of answering, he strolled to her side while procuring a data pad from the confines of his suit jacket. Stopping a couple steps from her person, he offered Del Nove in real time, video of an enclosed area of woodlands and the very animals he spoke of.
He was probably looking for a reaction and Tava didn't disappoint. Glittered gems flickered up to him while she stepped away, the live feed tugging on her heart strings, taking her attention. Not all of it though and she stole a glance to Arekk. He would know her answer before she said a thing. It appeared Loren did as well.
"Seems a lucrative apology."
Both large hands of the man opened and his arms opened to give the appearance of generosity. "I prefer smooth business transactions and I appreciate your care in anonymity." It would have been a great answer had it not been a lie. She could feel it in her bones.
What was she getting herself into? Even as she handed him the pad- a simple exchange, heat ran up her arm. The kind of heat reserved for intimacy. Images flickered across the screen and Tava used that to shake the feeling, zeroing in on the pack's cubs. She fought for her eyes not to widen and instead gave a curt nod.
"In the event that you do not produce these exclusive hybrids on the aforementioned date, ZENA corp. will be forced to drop your services and cut investments. Should you agree to these terms, we have a deal."
If there had been any surprise, he didn't reveal it. "Where do I sign?"
"The required documents are being sent to you as we speak. We also require a blood deposit." To that, a hint of curiosity worked his dark brows.
"Now, the current shipment. I expect your team is in the process of bringing them in the warehouse? I would hope so. Enough time has been wasted and we've dawdled enough, Loren." As if on cue, massive crates dropped with thuds and the man moved to watch the transaction come to an end.
"Pleasure doing business,
Tava."
Man. She was missing something. Something
big.
For now though, home sounded best.
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