Jimmy "The Rat" Fattore

[Croft]

Log Entry 11 - 823

It's been an interesting week so far, lot of changes.

I ran into some of the Exiles in Kyushu again, my message wasn't passed on from last time so I reintroduced myself. Got the point across this time but I'm not sure about 'em, I get the feeling these guys aren't used to operating outside the law, they wanted me to earn their trust by snooping around. I snapped a few pictures best I could but I'm not a damn photographer or a spy so I've got no idea what they'll make of 'em.

The job for that Bretonian Admiral is working nicely, made a tidy profit so far and even shaved off 5% of his asking price, the catch isn't really a catch, more an incentive. See the good Admiral has me signed up to this Operation to transport Marines to Leeds with a nice reward but he wants more bang for his buck, so in exchange for a reduced cut I've agreed to use what cash I have to buy a Borderworlds Transport plus an upped reward for the Marines. He gets 10% off the top but earns far more per run than that ragged freighter. Everyone wins.

Mr Miller has got back to me with the goods, ten units of walkers, the only problem is the Order contract fell through. Still I might be able to strike a new deal with this new hardware, if I'm lucky.

Lastly I talked to Uncle Gino, he ain't doin' so good.
The old man was torn, he was lonely without the familia around the house but he didn't want to leave Aunt Mia on her own. I told him "Gino, Aunt Mia wouldn't want you to be miserable because of her, she'd want you to be with the bambinos making sure everyone is all smiles and sugar not moping around an empty house. Your place is with the familia and I'd bet my last credit that Aunt Mia would want you to be there too. I bet she's already watchin' over all of 'em, wondering why a couple of palookas like us aren't there already."
"Go to L.A Uncle Gino" I says "when your time comes I'll make sure you and Mia are together again, I promise."

Well we packed up his stuff, loaded into my ship and the next day I flew him to Los Angeles. He was like a new man when we touched down, smiling like he was 20 years younger. Part of me wanted to with him, to go back to the familia like I remember, sitting around a table for dinner and sleeping in a proper bed. Even having Rosie wake me up at 7 am to go down to the pier and play Dance Mania or skeeball.
I waved out the window to Mike, 'bout the best I can do for now. I've got money to make and contracts to fill, no rest for the wicked.

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