“It’s no small payday.” Jess answered. “It depends on how many units there are, and if all of them are undamaged, but if the shipment is average and intact, then your cut will probably be somewhere around eight hundred thirty million, give or take a bit. Each. It might not buy that fancy suit in there on its own, but it’s a decent chunk out of it. The bigger point, though, is that this proves our worth to my contacts. Building that connection gets us access to goods you ain’t going to find on the open market, and more jobs. This is a bigger score than most would probably be, but still, it’s regular access to better paying work.”

Jess rubbed the back of her neck. “Tomorrow can work, but I’ve got some prep work to do on my end. We’ll probably leave late. Sen is going to need to go deal with Myrmidon anyway. Now, I have to spend the next few hours reading a stupid contract. We might still have time for that club, depending on how hard it is to get through. Wish he could just read his own contract, but...to be honest, I wouldn’t mind having him with an upgraded body for this job. My ass is going to be on the line too, so a better bodyguard is worth some reading.”