Rick looked at the screen of Reggies terminal again. He tracked the message source down to Freeport 2. The message was quite short:
"Rick, I need to meet you. Desperately. Please, I can't get off this blasted station because of the unlawful types that hang around here. I had to even be rescued against a small wing of Legionnaires by the Bretonian military! Please come to Freeport two, I need your help..."
The digital sign was owned by Rick's close friend Stuart Payne from IND. Although Rick already heard that they could be faked, he was almost certain that this messgae was from Stuart, he recognized his way of speaking. What has he done? It seemed he's so deep in sh*t again. Like when he decided to leave bounty hunters.
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Rick was dressed up in a moment, jumped in his train and sent a quick thought to Fnordie regarding where he's going and that he plans to be back soon.
~ Be very carefull, Rick. She is out there, I am sure and she's up to something ~, reply from Fnordie came quickly.
~ Don't worry, my little friend, I know how to take care of myself. ~ Rick answered.
If he noticed Fnordie's ironic sigh, he pretended very well he didn't. His Large train left the orbit of Grand Canaria and set the course to the Omega-47 jumphole...
