"That depends, will the reserves be returned before dinner, or will another convoy get hit ?" Rake said, She briefly checked the paper, smirked, and folded it. Such bills and paperwork was under herself. After all as a Dreictive Agent she had her billing department work things out. The way she spoke however spoke slightly of annoyance. She'd been hit with such bills before. In other universes. Which got fun sometimes. In fact once, not more then a week ago, with Sarah, they weere presented with a near thirty three million dollar bill for a ruined jailhouse. Sadly, they had failed at the time to retrieve their target. That was not happening again.
Her handphone vibrated and blinked, she answered it, pressing her thumb to it she put her hand to her head and spoke "Sunrider.... Yes Jordan I am aware of that,... how many..... Right.... Where ?.... Alright I'll mention it.... yes I am talking to the guy now.... Yes I am aware of that too.... No, like I said, no EMTs are needed, just the Wrekkers. Yes two Wrekkers... Yes that is what I said. Where are they ?" The sounds of powerful diesel engines was heard as Rake was speaking on her phone "Nevermind, I hear them.... What was that ?..... Hangon let me find some glass...." Rake looked around and found a sheet of undamaged glass from the overturned semi. She put her hand to it. Jordan's face appeared briefly before being replaced by a string of numbers.....
1931 6019 2837 8367 9609 3279 0663"
Recognise this by any chance ?" Jordan's voice asked
"Yep, The same string in those other two 'verses."
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That is what I thought. Turns out they lead to the exact same location as the last two. Same jail same everything, only in this case is the last three numbers. Its a different cellblock." Jordan said, A map appeared "
I managed to track it to this cell directly on the cellblock sublevel three second of the location. Two levels lower. Everything appears the same as Two and Nine."
"Sounds like a plan. Do me another favor and I'll buy you a bar." Rake said.
Jordan's face appeared, the younger man looked slightly bored but there was no betraying the eargness in his voice "
Name it Chief."
"I'm transmitting a bill of loading to you, get it to billing, and then pick yourself a bar, and I'll buy it and gift wrap it." Rake said, that said she scanned her hand over the paper.
Jordan nodded "
Got it chief. One bar choice as soon as you get in. Good luck." Jordans image faded from the glass as Rake removed her hand.
Soon as Rake turned off her phone,
two identical jet black military grade Wrekkers pulled into view. Both rigs were black with superduty tow rigs built onto their frames. With powerful twindiesel engines, MVA Wrekkers were the best rigs around. Rake spoke to one of the drivers. The man nodded, bill was paid for, the jeeps would be fixed as if nothing occured.
Rake then turned towards Sarah, by then the exotic ramp car was done and looking towards both her and Davrell. A hologam appeared. Her hardlight image acatually. Sitting atop her.... head, Sarah looked confusedly at Davrell, asking to Rake, "He looks familar, is he one of our agents ?" Sarah's hardlight image wore a strange outfit that had steel clearly visible in the sleeves and belt and chest area. Her hair was a wild mix of steel black and fire red. She spoke with a very childlike voice.Like Rake had said, Sarah was only three months old.
Sarah then looked rather impish and asked Rake as she crossed her arms in a pretend pout, "How much did I cost this time ?" It was not the McScrambled Eggs for under a dollar. Not with her around.At least nobody was dead