"Yea, it was a short conversation, and I might have misled him a bit, about my engine troubles and who we were running from. But you have got to understand, we were going nowhere with that engine, and he sounded like the type that was more inclined to listen to a pretty voice and a suggestive offer, than to someone trying to solve an engine problem."
She picked up the spliff off of the ashtray and took another drag exhaling the smoke as she talked. "And I don´t know much about the blueprints, other than they are in the hands of an honestly shady client of a mine, who subcontracts security work from the LPI out of Baltimore Shipyard. I am guessing that is where he lifted the prints." She place the joint back in its ashtray. "He did say something to one of my girls about them being a "Reverse Induction PlasmaDrive" prototype of some sort." She smiled her best girlish smile "But what do I know about engines right? I am setting here needing mine fixed."
