The 'Interrogation' of Drake Newport

[JonasHudson]

Hudson's face shifed expression from wince to frown. But he looked...pensive. It was more of a generic frown, if there was a such a thing. But the interference couldn't hide it, and he would have known.

"Alright. I can see this is a delicate situation. This puts me in quite a position. By rights I should probably just order this marine here drag you out back and have you shot" He finally replied,"But I don't want to opt for that right away. I hate to admit it but I like you, thus far, Newport. You're lucky I believe you."

Drake continued to look at the screen attentively. Suddenly some noise occured in the background on Hudson's end, some kind of alert. He shifted his attention for a moment.

"Incoming convoy. Looks like I have work to do, and this will have to wait. Alright Newport, you just sit tight for now, but instead of having you dragged out, you can have one of them smokes there on the table, that is, if you smoke" he said, "I'll be in touch again shortly. I'm going to have to check on a few things before I cut you loose" he finished, as the screen went black with END TRANSMISSION in the center.

The marine then did a 180, grabbed the screen and stand, and with the other soldier across the table, brushed out of the room in almost a single motion. They weren't much for wasting time around here. Drake sat there.

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A few hours passed. It had been quiet, and no one gave him any trouble.Finally the door opened again. This time, on top of the marines, Hudson himself entered the room.

"Well, aren't you the popular one. FInished a Marines convoy, short a freighter pilot I might add. I just got back from orbit, after having a nice long conversation with some kind of operative called Skylark. They were looking for you some frantically. Says they gave you some message package bound for Liberty. He says...its timed to go off if it doesn't get moving soon. Some kind of nuclear explosive" He blurted, somewhat frusted but neutral in his tone.

"Again, bringing foreign explosive devices into base is not a good idea captain. That's two reasons to have you shot. I get the feeling this is going to be common place for a guy like you. So here's the deal"

He laid a packed of plastic cards on the table, some ID's, some Sirius Credit Cards.

"Get back to space, get that...whatever the hell it is you have on one of your ships back into space, and far away from here. And make sure whoever it is on the other end doesn't forget the LRF.

Secondly, your other mission is to play out this thing you have going on with the Gallic authorities. I'll use you to pass on false information from now on, since you probably gained their trust. Just don't get caught again" he chuckled.

He then turned and began to step out of the room but stopped with one foot out of the doorway

"Better get moving, he said you have less than 10 hours, and that was at least an hour ago, before I hit atmo. You don't want to lose any more ships! And Newport, don't screw this up" he said as he grinned "Or next time, I really will have to have you shot"

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