I made a pact with a devil, it backfired horribly. Caliban just got fed an insane amount of money for nothing. If it truly is Rebecca's money, it would just be another reason for her to kill me.
I wish I could just be angry at that soulless scammer and the dumb cow. But I guess all I can blame now is myself.
I want you in my life, Kris. I want to come back to Freeport 14, and be with you and Aspen and Yoshiko and Kimiko and Tamara and all the others. Hell, I would listen to Moyer's nonsense, Klugmann's politics and Relevant picking unnecessary fights all day, if that would be the price for returning and having all this trouble erased.
But I do not know if that is viable at all.
I wanted to vanish, either die or fake my death, take another new made-up name and just live in who-knows-where. Apparently, more and more people agree on me having just one talent, so I would do that to keep myself afloat. I even thought about joining the crew of a Cryer transport I flew escort with. The pilot is a nice woman. Seems like I am her type, too.
I am currently on New Berlin, at someone's home. Another nice woman. Not much of a talker, but kindhearted. I think she just wants some company, really.
I do not think I can stay here for long. I do not want to be a burden to her. She says I am not, and that she is just happy to help. But that does not make me feel better, either.
What is going to happen now? Do I come back to Freeport 14? I bet half of the people out there have heard about stuff because Caliban asked around. About my hobby, about Rebecca trying- or, uhm, having tried to murder me. I guess I should really not bother with building up a positive reputation anymore.
