Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
Death was Jaro Moynahan's stock in trade, and "I did not want to call you in, Jaro Moynahan." It was the first time locate Karfial Hodes. Don't look at me that way, Jaro. You frighten me. You've got to find him, Jaro. He's stirring up all Mercury." "Ah," said Jaro Moynahan Jaro Moynahan slipped sideways from the table. He felt something brush "Red!" said Jaro in a low voice. Jaro Moynahan glanced at the table. The red-headed singer was gone. So Who, but Albert Peet. Peet controlled the Latonka trade for which there was a tremendous demand throughout the Universe. Jaro shrugged, dismissed the waiter. He had not expected to get much Once back in his room, Jaro Moynahan stripped off his clothes, then glanced around casually. His eyes fastened on Jaro. He licked his Jaro said nothing. He ignored the hand, waited, poised like a cat. Mr. Peet licked his lips again. "I have come, Mr. Moynahan, on a matter of business, urgent business. I had not intended to appear in this Jaro still said nothing. Miss Mikail must be the red-headed singer, "Yes," said Jaro. Mr. Peet licked his lips. "But you will, surely you will. Unless Karfial Hodes is stopped immediately there will be a bloody uprising is—ah—lucrative." Jaro Moynahan lit a cigarette, sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why beat about the bush," he asked with a sudden grin. "Mr. Peet, you've Jaro laughed. "How did you know Red had been kidnapped?" Jaro raised his eyebrows. "Perhaps then you know where she is?" Mr. Peet shook his head. "No. Karfial Hodes' men abducted her." A second rapping at the door caused them to exchange glances. Jaro went entrance. His black eyes burned holes in his pale boyish face. His white suit was blotched with sweat and dirt. "They told me Mr. Peet was here," he said. "It's for you," said Jaro over his shoulder. Mr. Peet came to the door. "Hello, Stanley. I thought Hodes had you? Where's Miss Mikail?" "I got away. Look, Mr. Peet, I got to see you alone." Albert Peet said, "Would you excuse me, Mr. Moynahan?" He licked his lips. "I'll just step out into the hall a moment." He went out, drawing Jaro lit a cigarette. He padded nervously back and forth across the Jaro returned to his room, stripped off his pajamas, climbed back into into the hall. At the desk he inquired if any messages had come for him. There were none, but the clerk had seen Mr. Peet with a young fellow take the reeling off the current events almost as soon as they happened. Jaro cool gloom, and Jaro had to feel his way, rubbing shoulders with the Jaro halted before a door bearing a placard which read: then quite clearly he heard Albert Peet say in a high girlish tone: "Stanley, I thought I left you in the native quarter. Why did you follow me? How many times have I told you never to come here?" through the door shutting it after himself. At the sight of Jaro Jaro settled himself warily, his light blue eyes flicking over the "You dirty ..." he began, but he got no further. Jaro Moynahan shot him The compressed air slug gun had seemed to leap into Jaro's hand. The hurled him against the wall. Jaro vaulted the rail, deftly relieved him The door to the inner sanctum swung open. "What's happened?" cried Albert Peet in distress. "What's wrong with you, Stanley?" "This dirty slob shot me in the shoulder." "But how badly?" Peet was wringing his hands. "Nothing serious," said Jaro. "He'll have his arm in a sling for a while. That's all." "Stanley," said Mr. Peet. "You're bleeding all over my carpet. Why can't you go in the washroom. There's a tile floor in there. If you hadn't disobeyed this wouldn't have happened. You and your fights. Has Jaro's attention. carpet. Joan Webb "There's been an—ah—accident," said Mr. Peet, and he licked his lips. "Call a doctor, Miss Webb." Miss Webb raised an eyebrow, went to the visoscreen. In a moment she "Thank you," said Miss Webb. She flicked the machine off, then added: "You trollop." Mr. Peet regarded Jaro Moynahan with distress. "Really, Mr. Moynahan, was it necessary to shoot Stanley? Isn't that—ah—a little extreme? I'm afraid it might incapacitate him, and I "Poor boy?" said Jaro mildly. "Venomous little rattlesnake. I took these toys away from him." He held out the poisoned dart guns. "You take them, Mr. Peet. Frankly, they give me the creeps. They might go off. A scratch from one of those needles would be enough." Mr. Peet accepted the guns gingerly. He held them as if they might explode any minute. He started to put them in his pocket, thought better of it, glanced around helplessly. Jaro eyed him coldly as with his good hand the youth dropped the dart "Act like you want to use those and I'll put a slug in your head next time." "Now, Mr. Moynahan." Mr. Peet licked his lips nervously. "Stanley, go into my office. The doctor will be here in a moment. Miss Webb, you may go home. I'll have no more work for you today." Albert Peet led Stanley through the door. Jaro and Miss Webb were alone. With his eye on the door, Jaro said: "When you go out, turn left toward the native quarter. Wait for me in "Look," began Jaro annoyed. "Don't you find the heat rather uncomfortable, Miss Webb. But perhaps you've become accustomed to it." Mr. Peet came back into the room. "Why, no, I mean yes," replied Miss Webb, a blank expression in her eyes. "Goodbye, Miss Webb," said Mr. Peet firmly. Jaro grinned and winked at her. Miss Webb tottered out of the room. As the door closed behind the girl, Albert Peet licked his lips, said: "Mr. Moynahan, I suppose my disappearance back at your room requires some explanation. But the fact is that Stanley brought an important bit Jaro said nothing. Again he paused. As Jaro remained silent, his neck mottled up pinkly. "That's fair enough," replied Jaro. Albert Peet sighed. "I have the check made out." "Only," continued Jaro coldly, "I'm not ready to be bought off. I think I'll deal myself a hand in this game." Mr. Peet's face fell. "You won't reconsider?" "Sorry," said Jaro "but I've got a date. I'm late now." He started to leave. "Stanley!" called Albert Peet. The pale-faced young man appeared in the doorway, the dart gun in his good hand. Jaro Moynahan dropped on his face, jerking out his slug gun Jaro got up, keeping an eye on Albert Peet, brushed off his knees. Without answering, Jaro backed watchfully from the room. " said Jaro coming up behind her and poking a long brown finger Jaro's order. I was offered ten thousand Earth notes to assassinate the leader of the induce a Mercurian to kill, even in self-protection. That's why Albert Jaro Moynahan raised his oblique brows but did not interrupt.

<question>:
Who wanted Jaro dead?

<options>:
A Karfial Hodes
B Miss Mikhail and Miss Webb
C the Martian rebellion
D Stanley and Mr. Peet

<answer>:

D