Communication channel opened... Encryption:Unbreakable Origin:undisclosed location ID:Adam Watson III Subject:help request
*The dead man appear on screen with a huge smile*
Good evening old friend. I know i should have called earlier but you know, staying dead is a full time job. *chuckle*. As you might know already, the corpse found in my appartment wasn't really me. If you didn't know well now you do. It was someone who attempted at my life for unknown reason so i went into hidding for weeks.
I see the navy ruled this death as mine but was a total cover-up. But now, i'm back into liberty space but i have a request and i don't trust alot of people but i do trust you. I want you to get into my file and remove my status of decease or AWOL for active/reserve. I know it not really "legit" but i'm pretty sure you can do it. *smirk*
And soon it's done, contact me on this channel or simply come at the family ranch on Houston. I promise i will tell you the whole story and what have done in the last month or so. *wink*
Thank you old friend
Watson
The rush of battle is a potent and almost lethal addiction, for war is a drug.
Communication channel opened... Encryption:Very High Origin:Norfolk Shipyard, New York ID:Captain Gregor Sanders Subject:...
Adam...
If I ever get to see you again I will punch the f***ing guts outta your body...
What the damn hell made you disappear into nothingness and made me...US think you were as dead as the pilots I killed in my career?!
And now you want me to just change the official entries?
...I will do it but you owe me. And most you owe us some explanation.
Communication channel opened... Encryption:Unbreakable Origin:undisclosed location ID:Adam Watson III Subject:help request
I know i owe alot and i will give you the short explanation. For months, i've noticed strange entries in the navy datas bases. Those we're unauthorised access to sensitive datas using former navy officers ID. I decided that i needed to investigate myself and well, seem like i draw attention from someone because the man found dead in my appartment was there to kill me.
I managed to contact some acquintance and i went into hiding to find the people that was attempting to kill me and get the datas. I bet i was an easy target as newly appointed Rear Admiral and refused to have bodyguards. I got track of those people in omicrons and while i was there, i decided to investigate on nomads and possible link between the datas, them and the unauthorized entries.
The track got darn cold and according to my contacts, there was no more attempts from this person or group on the datas. Not to mention that i was getting home sick. Long story short, i think they got either scared they got compromised since their killer didn't make it back or they smelled the trap. either way, i'm back home. *smile*
And instead of babbling here, better get face to face to get the full story. First 10 drinks on me *laughs* i owe you that. *wink*
Come to Golden Dreams after ye shift.
Watson
The rush of battle is a potent and almost lethal addiction, for war is a drug.
