21st June 2071
Camera activates. Rusty’s sitting on his bed, with a bandage over his nose and he looks like he hasn’t slept for the last couple of days. He takes a sip now and then from a glass of whiskey while he talks.
Remember how I said that the job for Colm would be a shite one? Yeeaahh, wouldn’t it have been nice I had been wrong? Right now, I’m sitting on the most wanted package in Seattle and it doesn’t look like I’m going to get rid of it any time soon.
Colm told me to pick it up at the port of Everett, at one of the warehouses. I went there, right on time and more nervous than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. I didn’t need Colm to tell me that I was going to get a good Irish talking to from the guys. Just because he is willing to give me a chance, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t get what I had coming from the moment I ran away. I’m not complaining, this is just how things are. But I was not looking forward to this.
The guys invited me to a game of Rugby. I grab the package and the door is the goal. If I get me and the package through, we’re good. If not, I’m not trying hard enough. Two orks and two humans who weren’t much smaller. In an all-out fight, I wouldn’t have had a chance in hell. But I was faster than they were and they stood in each other’s way. One of them got me good and hard on the nose, but fuck, a broken nose is shit compared to what would have happened if they had grabbed me.
I made it to the door and I didn’t stop there because I could hear them coming after me. I got out with about a hair’s breadth head start and jumped on my bike, getting the engine started just in time. I think one of them tried to grab me at the last moment, but that could have been just imagination. If they had caught me, I probably wouldn’t have walked for a month, let alone flown a plane to San Francisco.
After some prodding, my nose was more or less back where it belonged, only hurting like hell. I’ve had worse, though. The flight was pretty easy. I had registered a flight plan form Seattle to San Francisco, with a very much unregistered stopover at a farm not far from San Fran. I switched places in midair with a crop duster to hide that, but I had to hurry to get it all over with and get airborne again to switch back.
The landing was a bit rougher than I would have liked, I only ever landed on tarmac until now. The bikes and gangers hanging around the farmhouse were a lot more worrying than a few bumps in the runway. Koshari, although I hadn’t met them before. I called up Ian, my contact, and he told me that everything was shiny. Not to worry about the Koshari. I taxied the plane around and asked him to come out. When he said to just throw the package out of the plane, I gunned the engine. Like fuck I would. I got away, the Koshari hadn’t brought any big guns to bring down a plane. I couldn’t well land in San Fran now and claimed a personal emergency as reason to fly back to Seattle. If I hadn’t been thankful for the extra tank I had Mortinsen built in, I sure was now.
No-one bothered to check on me at Harvey, after all I hadn’t landed anywhere. Officially. I had called Colm on the way and he told me to hang on to the package for a while. And that’s what I’m doing. I brought it to the Nest, taking the long way round to avoid the First Nations and the Knights who were both searching for it. I had to tell Glitzy about the run and what went wrong because it’s her plane and it will be traceable. She scanned the package and man, I almost screamed when I say what’s in there. I had already guessed weapons and I wasn’t wrong about that. Heckler & Koch MP5 submachineguns. But the real kicker is the ammo: APDS. Holy crap, everyone and their mother would cheerfully kill for that. And I don’t even want to know where this was going. That’s at least 80k worth of a pain in the ass.
Anyway. I got the package out of the Nest right then and there. If the Knight find that kind of gear at the Nest, the raid last year will be a joke compared to what’s coming. Colm’s going to wait until things have cooled down a bit and I’m not arguing. I hid it out at the old fertilizer plant. If people find it there and brave three ghouls to get it, they’ve earned it.