Snubnose

[bluntpencil2001]

Jan closed his eyes, tensed and clenched his fists. Where had he gone wrong? He had always been a good father, and was around as often as possible in spite of his duties in the Order and later the Rheinland Military. Was it because her mother had died in a raid on a Wild Wrath wing, leaving a gap that he couldn't fill?

He groaned. Not even that could drive his darling daughter to that, could it? Dropping out of flight school, where she was doing well, apparently, to become a drug-hopped slave-trader. Damn.

He'd find the cause of this. She'd be home soon and those bastards would pay.

He brought up various pages on his computer unit relating to the latest rise in the slave trade. Apparently one of the Military's pilots, Corporal Gunthram, attempted to apprehend a 'Seth Driskill' in Liberty and earned herself a forty million credit bounty on her head for her efforts. This 'Driskill' was about to find that corrupting his daughter and targetting Rheinland pilots was as big a mistake as taking part in the skin-trade.

Now, Jan began to plot on how to best get the son of a bitch and retrieve his daughter outside of Rheinland Military jurisdiction...

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