Crimelord Slyz Bol looked at Wilya Brynla, a useful smuggler, though recently she had become unreliable.
“If you fail to give me a cut from your next shipment, I’ll make it so you’ll never be able to trade in this system ever again!”
“Fine.” said Brynla.
To his amazement she left. He had no idea she was now working with the Rebellion.
Word count: 62
This was written with the prompt ultimatum provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #125.
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