Taskmasters, senior agents, coordinators, ministers:

We at Petrucci Memorial Agricorps have found that this year's cycles of growth and harvest has far exceeded what any of our people expected. New growth stimulation in use in our fields has resulted in our quarterly yield being enough to keep our current internal cardamine stocks high for at least the next eighteen months, and the damned grass keeps growing as if to reach the sky and touch the face of God. At this rate, we're going to need to build another processing facility and at least one if not two new storage warehouses, and we're running out of infertile land to develop on the Estate. The new freighter landing pads are helping us get the product off the planet and into our medical facilities, but by the time we can get a batch offworld, it feels like we need to call another freighter down.

When I took stewardship of the Petrucci Estate last year, we had enough of a harvest each quarter to supply the Natio's medical cardamine needs for a quarter, plus enough to build up a nice buffer in case of a bad season. Two seasons later, the plantation's crops were blooming through the winter season, and even as a rare light snow fell on the ground, the blades of newborn grass poked through, ever adamant to climb through and consume the sun's nourishment. And it would not rest, nor has it rested since.

I knew that the cardamine plant was one that was resilient and fast-growing, but the Petrucci Estate is now producing a steady supply of high-quality inhalant, ready to consume, to the tune of seventy-five thousand users' worth. Further processed for your average user, we can easily supply the "good stuff" to our own ten thousand or so plus at least another hundred thousand's supply of standard inhalant. Of course, we don't have a hundred thousand users to sell to, so we're stockpiling for the death of a farm that absolutely and vehemently refuses to die.

In short, señors and señoras, we have a lot of drugs down here and nowhere near enough addicts in the Natio to consume them all. What do you want us to do with all this dust?

Claudio Villanova-Park
Petrucci Memorial Agricorps

Well. This is awkward.

You see, Holiday was our primary contact for medical issues as well.

I'm going to check with a few of my contacts and see if I can find anyone. In the meanwhile, Med Force Enterprises wasn't just one man, they may have someone else that can help you.