Nelson's

[jammi]

"You were in Leeds last night, correct? Held up a certain 'Constable Dibley?" She nodded, still suspicious and slightly hostile looking. "The Captain of the Bloowdwing wants a word with you." John carefully and clearly undid the buckle on his side arm holster. "And by wants a word with you, I mean you don't really have much of a choice. Understand?" She tensed up at the unsubtle threat of violence. John was fairly sure she was unarmed though. He couldn't see any holsters, so if she was armed it would be a small and compact weapon. Not much in the way of competition for his hefty pistol.

Careful to keep the grip of his pistol clear for a quick draw, he tapped up a comm-link to John Morris, the Buccaneer's Bay door security. "John, we're going to have a guest. Don't shoot her when we come through the door, okay? And if I'm not back within ten minutes arm a few Prospects and set them on a hunting trip."

Gesturing with a nod of his head, he ordered her out the door.

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