Of slaves, Bowex and no sense of morals

[Dashiell]

2 men speak over secured comms.

'So, I heard you're the go to man for my... needs.'

'depends what you need, my Bretonian friend'

'I need to get something back that's mine. It was stolen from me by one of your collegues'

'oh? I no longer sell cardimine, sorry'

'It's not about drugs. It's about... goods aquired on Pittsburgh. The man there told me you 'supplied' him?'

'ah.... I see. Well, that's a bit harder. What, or rather, who, is it that you want back?'

'a girl by the name of Tamara. She was taken from me by some overzealous collegue of yours called Alexis Hunter'

'hmhm, I know her. If she ever finds out about my little dealings.... then again, Ive survived boobinson so I should be ok...'

'what are you on about?'

'oh, right. sorry. Why ask me though? why not some merc?'

'She's being held captive in Hunter's appartment. I don't want to cause a stir. If you could just enter those Navy appartments and escort her out... Id make it worth your while'

'interesting... tell you what. I get you your girl, you get me 4 million credits'

'you have a deal, sah.'

'oh, and mr Bellock, if you rat me out I'm gonna strangle you with your own crumpets'

'no worries. My lips are sealed.

I'll be looking forward hearing from you, commander Redline'


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Redline approached the appartment complex where Hunter lived. She was on duty so he wouldn't need to explain his presence to her. Redline went up the stairs and towards the adress the file on Hunter had provided.

When he was at the door, he pressed the button and heard the zoomer inside buzz. a few moments later the door swung open and a girl was standing in th e doorway.

'hello, little one. I'm Virgil Redline, a collegue of your mum. Mind if I come inside? I've been asked to pick up your houseguest.'

The girl lookad at Redline as though he was a giant, gross bug.
But she stepped aside and let him in.

The house was quite tidy as Redline looked around. Then he saw her: the girl he was supposed to pick up. She looked a whole lot better than most slaves did.

'Tamara Nights? I'm Virgil redline. Nice to meet you. I've been asked to bring you to a navy medical facility for a medical examination'

Taramra looked up at Redline who did his best not to look like a hunter on the prowl

'I already had an examination'

'This one's a bit more extensive. Dont worry, its not painful. Please come along, it'll be fine'

Tmara looked at Rika, then got of fthe ground where she was sitting and walked towards Redline.

'can I come back here afterwards?'

'sure, no problem.'

Redline turned around and walked past the small girl with tamara in tow
Tamara turned around and said to the girl:

'tell your mother I'll be back soon. im just going with mr Redline for a bit'

She thought she heard Redline curse under his breath.

Then they both left the house and walked off towards Redline's waiting car.
when they got to his car Redline said: 'ladies first'

As Tamara climbed in the car, Redline grabbed his taser.

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'Mr bellock?'

'yes'?

'Bring the money to Freeport 4, I have what you requested'

'spot on, old bean. Ill be there in 2 shakes'

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[Jeremy Hunter]

Redline was busy chuckling over how easy it was to get Tamara. He sat at his couch, and reached for a Playboy magazine when the buzzer went off. Frowning, he stoodd.
"Who's there?" He called out, annoyed he was interrupted.
"A, ah, special delivery for Virgil Redline from a Mr. Bellock." Came the young female voice.
"What the hell is it?"
"Me."
Bellock, you old dog. "Coming!"

Redline yanked the door open, grinning madly, and barely had time to register before a 3 inch 7 pound cast iron skillet connected with his face, sending him flying backwards five feet onto the floor. As he sat up, the red imprint of the pan on his face, he recognized his assailant as Alexis Hunter.
"Are you out of your ******* mind Hunter? Assaulting a superior officer?"
Alexis crossed the distance, frying pan up. Her eyes were blazing with fire.
Redline screamed.

Redline's home was wrecked. Glass was shattered, tables overturned. The couch was on it's side, ten feet away. The 3-inch 7 pound cast iron skillet lay amongst the wreckage, bent and indented with Redline's face. The real Redline lay moaning amongst the wreckage of his TV, Alexis looming over him.
"You come to my house, use your position to kidnap someone under Navy protection, and my protection, then take her away god knows where. I am not amused. This was me going easy."
Alex turned and stormed towards the door. She yanked it open, revealing the girl who had tricked Redline into opening the door.
"Let's go." She looked over her shoulder. "Do remember I have camera footage of you taking Tamara and not going to a medical examiner. And the fact I found illegal items while you were being thrown over the couch."
Alex slammed the door shut.

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.