Ouray Inn (iRP)

[shemkel]

"Yeah, of course we are interested in any information you want to give us. But no, we're not trying to crack your avionics to get nav data" He smiles slightly. "We will check if the LSF tech guys didn't plant anything unusual there. Then we'll bring your ship here - to Ouray." The communicator he left on table started to buzz. Ronnie picked it up, pushed a few buttons and after a second, he wrote a short message: Ava, don't touch the computer!. "Thanks for letting know about the computer. But I guess Ava figured on her own what to touch and what to leave alone." Ronnie was pretty sure that Rattler thought about it herself. But he was also wondering if the auto-erasing system is true or is it just some Sonya's bluff to maintain the status quo...
"Allright, Sonya... I hope you don't mind...? We all know what we've met here for. You're screwed in Liberty. We can help you in keeping low profile. You're not a type that can be discouraged by some adversity. I'm sure you want to finish what you started - cut off the LSF's head. We might have different plans on what to do with it later, but I'm sure we can figure it out. You need people and firepower. We need an insider and informations."
Ronnie emptied another glass of the booze. Apparently, he got used to drink a lot. He inhales strongly and continues. "I can imagine only two situations that made you meet with us. Either you're more desperate than I thought or you have some kind of plan." He looked right in her eyes and lifted his eyebrow making it obvious it's more of a question than a statement.

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