Changing Faces

[Reverend Del]

Sylpheed paced his quarters on FP9. Been a while since he'd seen space and he needed to get out more. But there were still preparations to be made. Preparations begun when he'd walked off Buffalo with no intention of returning any time soon. Sylpheed smiled as the buzzer for his quarters rang.

"Enter."

"Mr. Ryans is it?" the speaker was a smooth dressed man in a pin stripe suit and tie, if he noticed the size of the man he was addressing he didn't show it, nor did he make any reference to the decor of the room, smart oak paneling, leather chairs and other delights of the decadently rich. There was even a faux fire burning in an approximation of a fireplace.

"That'll be me" Sylpheed motioned the man to one of the chairs, "brandy?"

The smooth man smiled and nodded his assent, Sylpheed poured him a glass and handed it to him. "Don't worry it ain't poisoned. Need you alive for what you can do. Not dead for a whim."

The man simply looked at him "And what is it you require?"

"Your skills against certain targets, broad spectrum really. Because I require money, vast quantities and I need it with as little fuss as possible. I ain't go the means to get it legally and I got no stomach for trading. So you are going to steal it for me."

Sylpheed sat down with his glass and sipped from it.

"Can you do it?"

"Can you pay, is more the question. If you can then it can be done, a credit here and a credit there, it will soon stack up to a wad of cash you cannot imagine." The man drank his brandy. " Of course if you cannot pay then I walk away right now."

"How about 25% of everything you take?"

"How about 50%? I feel this is fairer given it is I taking all the risk."

Sylpheed stood up. "Look I need money and if you can't accept a reasonable deal then I will find someone else. I'll give you 40% even that'll see you enough to retire if you feel like it."

"Reasonable, eh? I see. That will prove sufficient. Money will be deposited into the following account," he handed over a infopad. "Every 30 days. Less, of course, my cut."

Sylpheed nodded his agreement, 40% was always going to be the final outcome, and he was happy with it. Sylpheed showed him to the door. Returning to his chair he smiled. Life was looking up.

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Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.