Adumbral Parcels

[Dimon]

After Barton have not nicely asked a Mystery person, he have smiled. Smoked up the sigar and the rest throw away. With serious view and strict voice he answered:

- "We always wants something? Ain't that? Have you asked yourself? What specially you want? Someone would answer: drinks, girls, money. Some would ignore the question and keeps doing his unloved job with thoughts how fast he'll end up and get home to his wife,kids and loved bed."

He took something that looks like an modificated phone and after he click on it a hologram with his LSF I.D. appeared.

- "As you can see, I have the last level of the access. Zo, do not mind my Rheinlandic accent. It's just for cover... Mister Barton, vaterland needs you. My boss sent me up you. Do you know where from I had to fly? From the Sigma Sector. And you think I made that long way to say 'hello'? If yes, than you are fool, but if my boss have choose exactly you.. That means you worth it... Just answer my question, mister Barton. That mission will be really dangerous, since all of our enemy will try to 'unt your ass. Are you ready for such mission?"