| From: | "Paul J. Adam" <shadowtk@********.demon.co.uk> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Harrow Archive |
| Date: | Wed, 24 Jul 1996 22:41:41 +0100 |
>>>>>[+++++begin telephone transcript 1
+++++four rings then answer
"Skeet here."
Hey, Skeeter-man, the mish was successful. We did the biz on them all,
real good. None'a their panicbuttons worked, we were able to do them way
better than I expected. Really partied on them, took our time. If ya
need any more of those done, just ask: it was easy, it was fun, we'll do
that again for ya anytime.
"Excellent. Meet me at >>encrypted<<, at 7.30pm tomorrow, to collect
payment and discuss a further mission. You and your men have a rare
talent for this kind of work, it appears, and there are several
situations where your, ah, skills could usefully be brought to bear."
"Sure, no problem, hoss. Mixin' business and pleasure, huh? <laughter>
*Real* pleasure, too. See ya there, seven thirty.
+++++end transcript 1
"Animals. Filthy animals."
+++++begin transcript 2
+++++two rings then answer
+++++scrambler engaging
"Harrow."
Successful?
"Almost total. The footage didn't make Shadowland yet."
If that was a priority, we would have put it there ourselves.
"Then why are we sending it to the Elven psychotic?"
Read her background and her profile. Then consider we need to eliminate
those four animals, in case they lead back to us, and in any case as a
public service. Do I have to spell it out?
"Oh. Oh, I see. Completely. That's clever, sir. Should we record the
festivities?"
It might be useful. And covert assistance to ensure she is able to clean
up fully afterwards, or in case she doesn't bother. Handle it carefully:
we may have mishandled our use of the shadowrunner BBS in the past, and
our tool is not precisely stable.
"She's stable, sir. Just a homicidal psychopath. I know how I'll play
it. One question, though, was it necessary to be so thorough? Surely
simple processing would have sufficed?"
I appreciate your concern, but we must make sacrifices for the greater
good. A personal tragedy for the Mercers, but forty minutes of suffering
and four premature deaths are trivial. The goal is paramount. Remember
that. The Mercers died for the greatest of causes, even if that will
never be known. From mud through blood to the green fields beyond.
"I understand, sir. And sorry I asked."
+++++end transcript 2]<<<<<
-- Harrow personal log files <22:45:05/07-24-57>
