A Golden Exchange

"Understood, Mr. Royce. I'll pass it on to our chief. We'll be at the meeting on time." The man nodded. "We don't have nearly enough flamethrowers for everyone who has to leave the base. Would you be willing to trade us some? Our chief said you can name your price. You helped us deal with the avalanche, and we haven't forgotten that."

Dominic smiled but did not explain.

"I can spare five thousand,