 What doesn't describe Jaro?
"I did not want to call you in, Jaro Moynahan." Jaro Moynahan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fine duraweb handkerchief. Jaro Moynahan refilled their empty glasses. You've got to find him, Jaro. "Ah," said Jaro Moynahan; "so that's the way it is." Jaro Moynahan slipped sideways from the table. Jaro Moynahan sat quietly back down and poured himself another glass of Latonka. Jaro Moynahan In the East a sullen red glow stained the heavens like the reflection of a fire. Once back in his room, Jaro Moynahan stripped off his clothes, unbuckled a shoulder holster containing a compressed air slug gun, stepped under the shower. Jaro Moynahan lit a cigarette, sat down on the edge of the bed.
 he'll do anything for money
 he's curious  he's a murderer  he'll do anything for money  he's well-known on many planets