<strong>Alest</strong><br/><br/>While he didn't have an account of his own, at least of this type, Alest had spent some time garnering certain connections.  He entered a number and gave it an electronic signature.  "There . . . pleasure doing business with you," the master said, assuming everything would work fine.  He'd been assured that the account would be very difficult, if not impossible to trace back.  And this amount would be rather tiny for a Hutt cartel.