Jimmy "The Rat" Fattore

[Croft]

Log Entry 16 - 823

You know, when I first stepped outa Sugarland 5 months to the day, I never imagined being an arms dealer would be anything like this. I figured it'd be a quiet operation, regular contracts and deals all respectable like, maybe the occasional stop by the cops but a decent living yet somehow I've managed to be partnered up with an ex slaver who showers once a month and potentially a former member of the Coalition being hunted as a traitor.

Quite the mix huh?

I haven't known Ted for that long but we've already done on contract together and just started on another for the Hogosha, a boss for one of their groups called 'The Fisherman' though I'm not sure if we'll be alive afterwards with the way Ted addressed him as "Fishy-Fishy" not to mention delivering explosives instead of explosive ammo. So if my severed head is found floating on Junyo, you know why.

Katya on the otherhand is a bit of an unknown, a former Coalition pilot turned traitor currently being hunted by her former comrades and an avid smoker, who else would ask for a delivery of Tobacco from an arms dealer? She even invited me to a dinner on Curacao, nice little place over looking one of the many oceans, good food too. We got to talking about business and how she was interested in working with me up to fund her new life beyond the Coalition's reaches, makes sense after all there's no better job for someone trying to hide than a smuggler.
She knew the jumphole network like the back of her hand, could gather info and already had a ship in mind, the deal was sealed with a pack of Volgograd smokes. Say what you will about the Commies but they know how to make a cigarette.

So yeah, we've got the makings of something. No idea what it is but I've got a good feeling about it.

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