>
> "Good afternoon, Hardcastle. Markus Garibaldi here. Selara is
>providing my
>ride for this trip." Garibaldi piped up finally.
>
> "Damned Starfleet" was Jackson's only reply.
"Save it, Hardcastle," Selara snapped, "This Starfleet hasn't paid me yet
and I won't have you at each other's throats before I get my money."
>
> "We are here for those high through put power couplers, flow regulators,
>and other stuff. Land on the dark side so we can make the transfer of
>cargo."
>
> "Just keep your pantie-hose on. I will you there. Selara, you really
>ought to pay closer attention to the company you keep. Garibaldi will rob
>you blind...."
Selara smirked. "You always were a bad negotiator, Hardcastle."
>
>With that the channel was cut and they each made their way to the agreed
>landing site for the cargo transfer.
>
> "Selara, there is one other thing I need from you. I want you help in
>convincing Jack that I am not out to get him, and neither is Starfleet. In
>fact I want his help in rooting out some of those slimy buggers that we
>have in the fleet. The kind that ruined his career. More to the point, I
>need him at the make shift ship yard and for some undercover work.... Will
>you help?"
Her eyes narrowed. "I may have worked with him before but that doesn't mean
he trusts me. And, some of those people you're ferreting out might just be
people I've worked with. But, I'll do this for you so that you'll owe me a
favor in the future. Deal?"
-Sera
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