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Sergeant! What now?

It's for the owner of the Orchid.

Why are you here if we're supposed to keep things dark?

[creature growling]

Someone else got her.

-It's really not… -Critical?

That's how we travel.

I like my feet, thank you.

And we have an exclusive on this job.

Give me a day. I'll have a plan.

[Mal screaming]

Final bets! Final bets!

I'm in need of a Heartrender tonight for a million-kruge job.

-And what was damaged? -Nothing major.

-We're going to be here all night. -Rude.

Or else someone will put a rifle in it instead.

We are now the only people west of the Fold with this information.

Stay away from him.

The point is, either it was a group effort or a ghost.

A Heartrender? Why?

[plate clatters]

I'll put you on that ship with an advance.

Get off this boat now, or I'll carry you off.

-You're shorter than I am. -Okay. Dubrov, Mikhael, this is Alina.

Maybe he doesn't know.

But Pekka will.

Well, it's not for me. It's for a friend.

I'll find my way back to you.

[soldier] How about some whiskey?

Even if I'm nice, my boss will call the stadwatch on you.

I'll write you a letter.

Orders are orders.

Petya, how did this happen?

He could afford it.

Where is the rest of your crew?

I'm Ravkan. On the cartography team.