The droids had done their work. Cleaning an polishing the long forgotten room. As well the rest of the "Zann Palace", once the home of Grace Zann. One of several vanquished or banished leaders in the syndicate. Now it was little more than a hotel for pirates, scum, and well, criminals. His kind of people.
It also happened to be neutral territory. Far from Level 1313 and Omega, as well as the spies slithering in Hutt controlled space. It wasn't perfect, but it would have to do.
Covax sat the end of the table facing the panoramic view windows. Not because he wanted to see the view, but because he wanted to see his guests coming. They were several of the most skilled and perhaps deadly criminals and assassins. The thought of it made him smile thinking of how much shit Aska would be giving him for doing such a move. Or, how he might have beat her to the punch.
The sight of incoming ships brought him back to the present. Waving over the Crisp-E server droid. "Make sure the bar is fully stocked."
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