##### On board of Ranarr's VT-49 Decimator

*"Yes Consul, I'm closing on him as we speak."*

Through his comlink Ranarr is in contact with Master Dek Sabbat, the newly appointed Consul of Tarentum, who gave him the order to track down and bring back (dead or alive) a traitor to the Clan.

*"Make sure you get the job done my friend,"* Dek said, just before they lost connection.

The signal of the comlink was jammed, *"Damn, what's this?!"* Seconds later his radar shut down as well. As Ranarr looked through his left window, he noticed a small ship closing in. Through the radio came an unknown voice: *"Greetings."*

*"Who is this?
"The name is Fett and I'm curious, who are you?"
"Ranarr Kul, and I'd like you to stop jamming my equipment"
"I'm afraid I can't do that Ranarr Kul. I have you on my radar for a while now and it seems like you keep getting in my way..."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"You are hunting my bounty, mister Kul."
"So, you're a bountyhunter huh."
"No, mister Kul, I'm THE bountyhunter. I'd like you to turn around and let me do my job, without you getting hurt."*

Before Ranarr could even response to that last message, the stranger flew of at high speed. It seemed like his radar was working again and his comlink... *"Yes!"* was on again to.

*"Consul, we might have a problem here..."
"Stay focused Ranarr."*

Two hunters stalking the same prey, and neither was backing of. That the best Mercenary may get the job done.