Glaive watched the stranger casually take a seat as if he didn't hear a word he said. Glaive didn't know wheteher this guy was a moron or really didn't care what could happen to him. However, his thoughts about him went away when he pulled out a black book and inside contained information about him.<span style="font-style: italic">Who is this guy?</span>As if to answer his question, the stranger unveiled his face and introduced himself as Marcus.<br/><br/>“I was wondering if you could help me.” Marcus said. “You see, I need something very valuable stolen.”<br/>Malice spoke up after Marcus had finished speaking.<br/><br/>"I'm with Malice on this one. I don't go out and steal things for nothing. If you want my services you better have the means to pay for it." Glaive didn't like how this guy knew more about himself than he knew about him, but details like that weren't too high on his list. "How does one-hundred thousand credits sound?" Glaive said with a smug look eyeing the chit.