Garrus Vakarian: Citadel Security (Currently Being Rewritten)

Chapter 5: Informant

5:00 pm
Flux Nightclub, Upper wards,
Citadel

Khato Gakmorok sat alone at a table in the newly opened nightclub Flux. It had opened a week ago and quickly became very popular. Even now as Khato sat there it was pretty crowded ,the dance floor was packed.

Several people were also sitting at the scattered tables around the clubs bar area including one rowdy group, consisting of two Turians and a Salarian, all crowded around a very flexible Asari dancer who was on her knees bent backwards in the centre of the round table swaying to the music.

Khato continued to watch the dancer transfixed on her movements, the way she swayed perfectly in time with the song. He sat there for a little longer before a waitress interrupted his view.

"Can I get you another drink sir?"

Khato looked down at the empty glass in his hand and then up at the waitress. She was a human with short dark red hair, she wore a long flowing gown with a badge that said Rita.

"I'll have another Batarian Ale and make it quick doll face." Khato replied slapping Rita on the bottom as she turned and began heading towards the bar. She only stopped long enough to shoot a dirty look at Khato before moving twice as fast hurrying over to the bar.

Khato hated humans. The only thing he liked about them were their women. As he sat there waiting for Rita to return with his drink he turned his gaze around the dance floor looking at all those happy people up there making themselves look like morons.

At that moment Khatos thoughts were interrupted by two of the chairs at his table being dragged out. He turned and instantly felt a rush of both fear and hatred, now sitting across from him on the table sat Garrus Vakarian and Larsan Gaeral. The one thing Khato hated more then humans was C-Sec.

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"Hello Khato, I trust you're well." Said Garrus.

"Can the pleasantries Vakarian what does C-Sec want now?"Snapped Khato, his four eyes twisted into a scowl.

"We require information. Information about the Blood Pack being on the Citadel."Answered Larsan.

"The Blood Pack? Hmm... I have heard rumours nothing more."

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?"Asked Garrus leaning forwards in his chair.

"Because until now they were just rumours."

"What might those rumours be?" Asked Larsan.

"Hmm... I heard someone saying that they were the ones bringing guns to the Citadel. I was looking into it. A Volus merchant told me he had seen some Vorcha in the shipping bays but he's not the most reliable source."

"What about the name 'Zealot' does that mean anything to you?"Garrus asked.

"I only recall hearing that name once and that was from that illegal arms trader Finch you arrested earlier."

"Interesting if the Zealot is using the Blood Pack to smuggle in weapons then he has to be stopped." Garrus said deep in thought.

"Glad I could help now if you'll please leave me be and piss off."Asked Khato leaning back in his chair and putting his feet on the table.

"A pleasure as always Mr. Gakmorok."
Said Larsan standing from his chair.

Garrus and Larsan then began walking towards the doorway of the club.

"This case just got a lot more complicated."Garrus said.

"Where to now?."Asked Larsan.

"I think we need to speak with Finch again Khato said he said something about the Zealot when Khato set up that meet for us."