“Alive, I assume,” Speedo said in Rodese. He understood Basic but he couldn’t speak it. He would need to learn Huttese if he was going to be working for the Hutts. It only made sense.<br/><br/>He saw that the woman beside him had also been given a data pad. Either they would be working together or competing for the bounty. He too began scrolling through the information on Lanstar Tan.<br/><br/>No doubt she banked on using her beauty to try and finesse her way out of a bounty hunter’s clutches. Too bad for her that Speedo’s taste ran towards Rodian females. Twi’lek might be lithe and slender but they lacked scales and their faces were entirely the wrong shape.  No, this one would not be able to use her wiles on him.<br/><br/>Former employee of the Wayward Pearl. Was that the freighter she was pilot of?  Or an establishment owned by Mo’grin’s cousin?  Surely all that and more would be found in the data pad… including where she had last been seen.<br/><br/>