A secret meeting

[Pavel]

Mittermeier opened notebook-sized folder with cover made from Gaian White Bison leather, which Wells handed over to him. Drinking his juice in small sips during lecture, Daumann director studied folder's contect, with his curiosity increasing with each next page.


"Alberta, experimental hypergate..." - he muttered silently. Data, entire pages of technical data, digits, formulas, predicted range, materials needed for construction, required alloys, enhanced hyperspace accelerator, miniature version of nuclear reactor for powering all of that...



It took entire mug of juice before Mittermeier finished reading dozen page long memo concerning Alberta superproject.



"Well, that certainly is innovatory project, Mister Wells. You gained my interest, but please understand I need to know answers on few questions: why? what's the purpouse of it? Where it would lead? I see there already is preliminary list of some of required materials, I need to know transportation details, as my corporation, sadly, is banned from Liberty. Going further, except natural material delivery part, is there something more required of Daumann's participation in that project?"


Small skiff flew quickly with noise behind the window.

Mittermeier looked questioningly at Wells, when datapad in his suit's pocket rang silently.

"Excuse me.."


Rheinlander pulled the datapad out of the pocket and unlocked swiftly.


"You have 1 new important message"
"Open folder"
"Select"
"Read"


"Loading ... .. ."


"News full of informations of hessian attack on IMG base in O3. Boarding party seized few transports and flew. Whole thing stinks, I'm organising more detailed intel atm.

v-Geld"


Mittermeier put the datapad again in the pocket.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wells, even here I cannot escape from fast-paced life we executives live. Returning to my questions; what can you tell me about that Alberta gate?"