Jabba looked round his palace, his eyes pausing at Han Solo encased carbonite. It was good to have such a poor smuggler punished, it served to motivate the rest to try harder. He had even thrown a party on the day that Boba Fett had arrived for his reward. He had paid the bounty hunter handsomely, but now it was a week later, and something didn't feel right.
He gave a deep belly laugh, as he worked out what the problem was.
Han didn't know that he'd been defeated by Jabba. The gloating would be so much sweeter should Han be aware of how completely he had been defeated. But how to render the smuggler safe to handle. He didn't want to risk him escaping, and he was fast with a blaster, the corpse of Greedo testified to that.
He gave another deep laugh as he recalled what had been in the latest cargo to arrive at his palace...
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