Chapter 253: Lucky to be left behind?

After what could only be described as an incredible night, or incredible extremely early morning, that felt like a much-deserved rest and reward after days of fighting miserable cold and horribly turbulent waves, Norton Coats woke up feeling refreshed next to the three-breasted lady of the night know as Rena.

A top-notch "professional" and a dangerously comfortable suite with every amenity one could ever want in a resort well within reach right outside of its doors made him wish such things were not temporary luxuries that he could ill afford to enjoy much-passed dawn. 

It wasn't a lack of credits that would make him unable to enjoy similar things, especially if the estimated cut he was going to be given of the Black Foot Fleet's bounties was anywhere remotely close to what Zeph told him, not that he didn't already have ample credits of his own already.