Hey, Chloe. We were never properly introduced on account of different occupational portfolios. After Ontario I planned to send you a message. One misfortune led to another, and that had to be put on hold until recently.
So I intend to fix that now. I will go off the assumption that you don't know me, and I find that perfectly reasonable. I invite you to surprise and prove me otherwise, though.
I'm Caliban. A gun for hire with a record that justifies my costs. My work often pits me against glorified moralists with a skewed perception of reality, douchebags, the occasional bad good guy, and aliens - not the bacteria used for fertilizers.
And you, dear, are part of a group of Lane Hackers who made waves across Liberty like no other. Must be fun being on a path to dethrone the Inner Circle's past feats and hang yours on top instead.
By the way, this isn't just an exchange of business cards. Were it that simple I probably would've done it in person -- it's always more fun that way. I've also got a job offer for you, should your schedule be free enough for it. Interested?
Wassuuuh Caliban! You're not a stranger exactly, you've been around the block enough times any fixer worth a damn got you in a list somewhere. Never shook hands and went how ya do tho.
We just out here tryna make it tho for reals for reals. Legacy is for boomers. If when I put my boots up and take up crochet the girls have it better than when I started I'll be happy.
Unless the spooks pull another battlegroup outta their ass and gun it for the Coch things should be chill enough for a lil' bizz. What didja have in mind?
Good! Then you also know that I've reserved my own little place among fixers in the Independent Worlds and now Liberty's market is ripe for business.
Today I have a client who needs to vanish. My guess is that one of their gigs went sour and they pissed off someone they shouldn't have. I was told that this blunder made a debut on the news -- Rheinland in particular. If it was this bad, who knows what else happened that didn't make it on the screen?
So. I want to ask you to forge a new identity for my client so they can put that part of their life to rest. Can you do that?
If your mystery client doesn't mind their new identity being from in or around Liberty, I can getcha that cooked up right quick! Now if you want the full disappearing act that's gonna be tougher, not a lotta us girls have experience fiddling with Rheinland police databases.
Who's your guy anyway? You got doctor-patient confidentiality here, no worries.
Give me a price for what you can do locally -- Liberty. As for who are they? Adult woman, works in the mercenary trade. Her name is 'Lea.Kaufman'. Those new papers ought to come with something that can spoof the transponder of a first-gen Odin.
I'd do the last part myself to spare you the trouble, but er...I do that and her ship will absolutely get a free lobotomy in process. Long story short, I guess Ling's patchwork did not hold up to expectations.
Ayy, there's another name that rings a bell! Yeah I can hook her up with something, with an old Odin like that ehhh, maybe inject some new entries into old Freeport 2 transponder logs, not like anyone can go back and check the OGs anyway. For that kinda work, I'll say 1mil, wire it over to our );--Party.Fund.
Dunno what Shades hooked ya up with but looks like you need a firmware update or something, chief.
This one program updates itself over time. The last few patches were pretty bad though. I guess you never know what to expect from butchered Gammu tech. At least I have someone to chat with in my head though -- talk about being lonely, huh?
Either way. I got the greenlight from Lea. Except, she only wants a tweaked transponder now. No fancy identity. Should be a walk in the park now.
Ah shiiit chief, you flying Gammu tech? Self-iterating Gammu tech? I'm not even gonna blame Shades for that, that's just playing rheinland roulette each patch cycle. I'd put something more vanilla in my head, y'know, something I can tweak without breaking out the witchcraft kit, but to each their own.
If Lea only wants the tweaks you can cut that bill in half, but if some stubborn spook's 6th sense tingles and he goes digging that's on her.
Yeah... it may not have been the smartest choice at the time. I just wanted to get the damn thing under control, you know. It's not all doom and gloom, at least. Ling also supplied me with some electronic warfare mumbo-jumbo's. You wouldn't believe how much time 'Ampere' has spent on bastardizing those with his messed up touch.
Back to Lea though. 500.000$ works for me. And you're right: it's on her now to keep low or whatever. You just do your magic.