"Well, this will be short and sweet my dear brother. Thanks for waking me up earlier, much appreciated...di'kut. Anyway, your job is now to gain their trust and get further into their organisation. Drink with them, laugh with them and kill with them, but don't get too attached, you know what the inevitable end to this whole thing with be and I don't want you to have any second thoughts when you wipe this [Expletive Deleted]-stain from the planet's surface. Good luck, happy hunting."
The call was swift and to the point, but Sashar would know what he was doing anyway. Zandro didn't need to say anything now...the hard work was about to begin for his half-brother, and then some.