The Book of Boba Fett

Fate sometimes steps in to rescue the wretched.

The dreams are back.

We were told the Mayor was coming to pay tribute.

The only tribute I bear is the Mayor's heartfelt welcome.

Tell the Mayor I am here now.

He knows.

I intend to rule with respect.

Fennec. Alive.

Who sent you?

What were your orders?

Speak, prisoner.

Well, if he's not gonna speak, he no longer needs his head.

We spared your life

after you tried to take mine.

And you curse me?

What do we know of this prisoner?

He is of the Order of the Night Wind.

Assassin for hire.

Very expensive.

Overpriced. You're paying for the name.

Their reputation is legendary. There is no way this one will talk.

I know of their reputation.

They're just people... in hoods.

There is no way he will talk.

They fear no man.

Fine.

Perhaps he fears the rancor.

I was sent by the Mayor! The Mayor sent me! Let me out!

It's empty.

Assassin of the Night Wind.

Shall we visit the Mayor?

I am Boba Fett.

I'm here to see the Mayor.

"Boba Fett."

Um... Do you have an appointment?

I found one of his stray pets.

I'm here to return it to its master.

Well, I don't see your name in the schedule.

So, you'll have to... Oh.

Pardon the lack of pomp for your entrance.

However, I did not see your litter arrive.

Nevertheless, we are both honored and delighted by your serendipitous visit.

However, I regret to inform you

the Mayor is indisposed for the rest of the week, and there are...

This... This area here is restricted.

Nope, you're not supposed...

Sir, if you would be so kind as to...

Apologies for the intrusion.

Terribly sorry, Your Eminence.

Who is this who enters unannounced?

You know damn well who.

It is the new Daimyo, Boba Fett, Your Excellence.

If you do not who I am,

then why did you send this man to assassinate me?

I can assure you, the Mayor had nothing...

He's a member of the Order of the Night Wind.

Ah!

Then you admit it.

The Order of the Night Wind are not allowed

to operate outside of Hutt Space.

Thank you for turning him in.

Give this man his reward.

I am not a bounty hunter.

Is that so? I've heard otherwise.

I know that you sit on the throne of your former employer.

Bib Fortuna was not my employer.

It was Jabba the Hutt's throne.

Yes. And now it is mine.

And I will take this payment

as what you should have brought me as tribute.

You should remember, you serve as long as the Daimyo of Tatooine deem it so.

Before you threaten me, you should ask yourself,

who really sent the Night Wind?

I have no motive.

As you said, I serve at your pleasure.

I am not a fool, Mok Shaiz.

And those who thought otherwise no longer draw breath.

Here is the tribute I offer, some advice.

Running a family is more complicated than bounty hunting.

Is that it?

Go to Garsa's Sanctuary.

You'll see what I speak of.

Ah, what a surprise.

Thank you for the honor of your patronage, Mr. Fett.

Please have a seat at the bar. I'll see if I can free up a table for you.

Would you care to have a beverage while I sort this out?

What's going on here?

In what respect?

Mayor Mok Shaiz sent me here as though there's something I should know.

And now you're sweating like a gumpta on Mustafar.

You haven't heard?

Heard what?

The Twins have laid claim to their late cousin's bequest.

The Twins are preoccupied with the debauchery of Hutta

to bother with any ambitions on Tatooine.

Watch my back.

I don't care what your tablet says.

This is Mos Espa and I am Daimyo here.

Oh.

You can bring as many gladiators as you wish