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The Pelican barely fitted in the station's airlock, when its gear finally
touched down on the deck. The heavy boarding ramp slammed down with a deafening sound and ten men
in black uniforms armed with riffles came marching out. Contrary to what one would expect a lady in a
classy black dress carrying a small black leather handbag walked out last. Instinctively she shook her head
after getting out of the spacecraft to fix her amber hair.


"'Ey 'ey 'ey, what the 'ell is this parade! Does this look like a frakk'n' movie set to ya'
eh? No weap'ns allowed in the hangar bay! Who the 'ell are ya lot? "

A rather chubby looking man massive beard appeared out of nowhere wearing blue overall, obviously
annoyed by the new "arrivals". The lady in the dress stepped in front of the armed men

[color=#FFCCCC]"Samantha Marquez, Maltese Navy"

She said coldly and signalled the men to move out

"Ya can't go in like tha...."

"Or you will shoot us, show us the airlock and make
our lives a living hell, I know"

After the interruption spat out with completely levelled voice almost devoid of all emotion Samantha and the
armed men continued walking leaving behind a barrage of curse words some of which didn't even exist until
now.

After walking for about 3 minutes the Maltese finally reached something that looked like the hangar
manager's office. Sam told her men to wait outside as she went in. Behind the large desk a sleazy looking
man was smoking a cigar. At the looks of Samantha he smiled weirdly and asked with a voice just as sleazy
as his looks

"What can I do you for, love.....do you for ah-he-he"

Sam knew all to well how to deal with impotent freak shows like him, she was hired by one too many of
them during her less glamorous years on Malta. She swiftly put both of her hands on his desk slightly
leaning forward to intentionally show a little bit of cleavage

"Well for starters there is a CTE-19000 Civilian bomber
in hangar bay 24-B, do you have any idea where its owner is now?"

[color=#99FFFF]"I can't say no to you hon', kinda hope you follow my example ah-he-he"

The man typed something in his computer then turned the screen around so Sam could see it and showed
her a base schematic marking a blue dot in what looks to be the housing area of the station

"Thanks....hon' "ah-he-he" "

Samantha just pulled a heroic effort not to puke at the sight of this scumbag staring at her breasts. A
necessary evil to get the info she needed. When she got out of the office and back to her men they went to
a station directory panel not far from there to plan their approach. Samantha decided that the security
detail should wait 2 corridor junctions away from her well off sight, the last thing she needed is to spook her
target off.

As the rather dangerous looking group progressed towards the indicated stop they reach the junction at
which the armed men were supposed wait, Sam gave them final instructions and went alone down the
corridor. To her surprise she saw a rather shocking scene just one junction away. Two people standing in a
corridor one male and one female. The male although with his back turned to her had something rather
familiar radiating from him other the distinctive smell of Cardamine. As she slowly moved in closer
intentionally sticking to the less lid side of the corridor where her elegant black dress acted as a pretty good
disguise, she recognised the man as Sol, it was his voice that gave him away they've never met in person
but flew together a couple of times and exchanged some transmissions. Samantha could not see the girl
very well due to Sol blocking her view. She spent a couple of minutes observing their conversation at one
point Sol extended his arm to the girl then retracted it as if it got slapped. Samantha recognized this as a
good moment to "intrude" on their conversation. Her heels were hitting the metal floor with a distinct sound
drawing the attention of the conversing people. There probably was a surprise in Sol's eyes to see her but
she couldn't see it due to the unusual goggles he was wearing. Sam didn't say anything just tilted her head
barely visible as a sign to the other Maltese to step aside for a bit. And he did. When Sol moved away
Samantha caught sight of her target for the first time, she immediately recognized her from the dossier
photographs. A girl not too tall nor short, with long brown hair, her face was naturally beautiful without
being covered in tons of make up unlike her own. The very sight of such a pretty thing caused a sincere
smile on Samantha's face. Somehow it seemed really hard to connect this fine creature with the things
described in her file...On a closer inspection one could notice slightly darkened circles underneath her eyes
and the way she was standing indicated a burden...as if she was carrying the weight of the world on her
shoulders. Sam continued smiling while she examining her with eyes, the whole process didn't take more
than a second then promptly offered her hand and said
[color=#FFCCCC]
"Greetings, I'm Sam, and you must be Anna, it's a pleasure to finally meet you."