Small shipment delivered to contacts in Abah's Landing. The next time we ship in bulk.
A new Commodore means we need money, fast. Only way to pay the tribute. We'll load our compartments to the gills next time we're in Anvil.
If I take us to deep waters, the Commodore will think we abandoned the tribute. But our contacts are spooked, and refuse to take the shipment off our hands.
This Cosh has me by the short whiskers. I'll have to meet with him at that blasted old fort. What else am I to do?