A-299: Mundo Zargo Downport, The General Landmark Inn

“I don’t know.  Maybe.  If not, I guess they’ll recognise me.”

Kwint returns with drinks; four rums with some sort of mixer.

Kort takes one and heads toward the back of the room, Lia sees him react and change direction.  He heads toward a table in the back, dimly lit, with a lone figure seated at it.

He’s a small man, wiry and dark skinned, aged about 20 kCy with dark wavy hair.