WIP Wednesday

I have a horrible tendency to write the first third or so of a fic and then abandon it. I've been trying to get over the hump but at this point I have no idea how. So, on to attempt number whoknowswhat. This one is the Han/Lando pre-OT adventure I've been meaning to write for a while.

He’d have to cross to make it to the spaceport, there was no way around it. A crowd was easy to get lost in, a deserted square would have been safe enough, too, but a lone figure, injured and slinking along the outskirts or hurrying through the empty stalls would draw the eye of those few merchants still loading up for the night. Lando leaned against the alley wall, clutched his arm to his chest and tried to think.

Confidence was the key to any con, any bargain. And right now he was bargaining with Lady Luck herself.

Confidence, camouflage, deception. A footstep sounded at the far end of the alley.