Talon Karrde, obviously.
"Talon Karrde is one of the major players in the underworld; most folks just don't know it, and that's not an accident. He's picked up a rep as one of the few infochants […] that a sentient with credits can actually trust—more than average, that is. Respectable is a word you rarely hear on the fringe, but Karrde's one of the few barves it gets applied to on a regular basis."
Nabon: "A lot of good people are loose now with Jabba gone."
Karrde: "Yes. It will be some time, I think, before anyone has the resources to pay any attention to us."
Nabon: "And even longer before the Hutts, or at least Jabba's clan, regroup."
Karrde: "I've decided it's a good time for building."
Gillespee: "Sounds like a dream assignment. Except for the tiny little problem of finding someone in the New Republic stupid enough to pay privateer rates for snoop duty."
Karrde: "Actually, I wasn't planning to waste their valuable time telling them about it. Have you ever met my associate Ghent?"
Gillespee: "You wouldn't."
Karrde: "Why not? On the contrary, we'd be doing them a service. Why clutter their lives with these troublesome accounting details while they're trying to survive a war?"
Karrde: "I can be a very serious man at times, Captain Imsatad. This is one of them. I gave my word to deliver the Jedi students and their teachers safely from the hands of scum like you, and I intend to do that. Not in part, but in full."
Imsatad: "You're endangering our work here. The Yuuzhan Vong will not stop until they have all the Jedi. If we do the work for them, show our good faith—"
Karrde: "The Yuuzhan Vong have conquered half of our galaxy in an unprovoked crusade. What about this obligates us to show them good faith?"
"I think it's occasionally good for us to remember that being a smuggler doesn't necessarily require one to be a barbarian, too."
We're gonna need a lot of Mescaline for this...