“Warig’s profits have been stable but nothing spectacular,” Keith mused. “What about Henkel and Carl?”
Kayla took a sip of her wine and considered the question. She didn’t think he’d be interested in hearing Carl was as delicious as the pasta thing.
“Henkel’s an i***t. His crew thinks he’s an i***t too. Negotiating with him is a pain in the a*s. He takes forever to figure out his numbers and what he wants to spend. His district is crowded with ruin rats since it’s so easy to scavenge under his nose. Carl’s about the only trader you’ve got that’s worth a damn. He runs a tight crew, and they respect him. He’s sneaky, devious, and it’s hard as hell to scavenge in his district without getting caught. He takes it in stride when you get away with it, though, and he’s fair. His prices are bette
