The information broker

[Tenacity]

A beeping sound echoed through the bar. Jace scrambled at his jacket pocket and fumbled up a data pad. Thorn kept a close eye on his guest across the table.

Jace spoke up a few seconds later, "Uh... cap, we might have an issue here..."

"What the hell is it this time?" Thorn barked, agitated at his now less than satisfactory situation.

"I just recieved a scrambled communique from the Liberty Navy... one of their generals wants to meet you, face to face."

The Agent sitting across from them started to get up, and Thorn instinctively drew his pistol, faster than the eye could follow. He pointed it at her, his grip steady. Thorn had been in war before, he had no qualms about killing someone that intended to cause him trouble or harm.

"Watch yourself miss, you start gettin jumpy and people start getting hurt." He warned. She slowly sat back down.

"If Liberty finds me unguarded, they will kill me, without even giving a second thought to the matter..." She said with a stern voice... though there was an ever so slight hint of fear carried with it.

"I'm not in a mood to let anyone die here, so keep your cute little backside planted and let me handle the feds." Thorn said, smirking at her. He turned his head slightly towards Jace, still keeping his eyes... and his gun... focused on the woman, "Jace, tell the general to meet us here. Rochester is nuetral ground for everyone... but if liberty comes here with the intent to cause a ruckus, people are going to die, and I'll be damned if it's us."

Jace nodded and typed away, sending the message back to the Liberty source that had contacted them.

Thorn shifted his full attention back to the Agent, "I think it's about time we solved this problem once and for all. Frankly, I'm a mite tired of the order and liberty quarreling with one another... it's bad for business, and a hunch tells me the local populace would agree."

The woman leaned forward a bit and spoke with a clear tone of anger in her voice, "You're going to get me killed!"

Thorn chuckled, "darlin, I dont intend to let anyone die here; you, me, or the fed. Now relax, before you strain somethin."

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