The broker felt like he had the worst luck today, because he had no choice but to turn down a huge deal. It really was huge—the transaction amount was as high as four billion. As the middleman, he could have skimmed quite a bit from it, but now it had all gone down the drain.
There was nothing he could do. Money was tempting, but compared to the risk of offending Ronan the Accuser, staying alive was more important!
He had originally thought the matter could end there. At most, his reputation among elite collectors would take a hit because he had terminated the deal, and he would have to pay the buyer a penalty. But then an unwelcome guest came knocking!
The visitor was Yondu. After glancing up at him, the broker continued standing coolly behind the counter, letting him wander around the store without any intention of greeting him.
Terminating the deal meant dealing with the buyer, but naturally, he also had to deal with the seller. So the broker believed Yondu had come to demand an explanation. But while Yondu had some reputation, the broker was not afraid of him. He had already prepared his excuse: I could tell that guy named Quill had turned against you from within, so I terminated the deal. If anything, you should thank me for not paying him.
That way, he could dump all the blame on that gang of cosmic thugs. Maybe his reputation rating would not even be lowered.
And Yondu had indeed come because of Quill. Although he had put out a forty-thousand bounty, he certainly would not stop looking for the kid himself. If he caught the brat first, would he not save those forty thousand? Besides, bounty hunters had no sense of restraint. What if they