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Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Greensboro, North Carolina
Part 3 YES THREE
They arrived back the base after most of the rest of there impromptu band and where quickly summoned to a meeting by Pixy boss Enforcer Irene Vincent. Apparently she’d been working in tandem with the Intelligence branch on the case and had overall control she’d been out following up other leads when things had gone downhill. Now she was back though and in full control having basiclly bullied the locals out of the way and taken control of the case. She was now leading the less then trilled group of various officers in a review of the case to date including the video footage taken from the house.
Felix was only vaguely paying attention until something on the video brought him to full attention. “Pause that.” It wasn’t really a request so much as commandment and the video was quickly frozen. He leaned forward and squinted at the video from several seconds that seemed like minutes as the air in the room suddenly seemed heavy. As he stared at the man in the tap his doubts waned and his suspicions grew more solid.
“You know this guy or something.” Shin questioned curious.
“What’d you mean maybe?” Vita put in though it lacked much of the force it probably wouldn’t have packed earlier in the day.
“He looks similar to and has similar spells to a guy I sorta knew;
over fifteen years ago
normal people tend to change a little over more then a decade of life.” He shot back though his own reply was equally without force. “And it’s not like we were close or anything quite the opposite really.”
Pixy now took another hard look at him and a hint of recognition dawned. “I thought you killed him?” Commented rubbing his chin in thought as he leaned back in his chair.
“So did I.” Felix responded sourly.
“You two feel like filling the rest of us in on what the hell you’re talking about?” Vita interrupted impatiently.
“Every business has its assholes and sharks and the mercenary game is no different expect that our sharks tend to be bigger and meaner then most.
it’s him his name was Dominic “Vulture” Zubov he was an enforcer for the NBF in the ‘break your legs if you run from the enemy’ sense. We clashed with his squadron several times during a rim world planetary war on the last occasion I was pretty damn sure I’d had killed him.”
“Apparently you didn’t go a very good job of it.” Vita deadpanned.
“Well sorry normally when I blow a guys leg off at the calf I kind of expect them to you know
.” Felix shot back. “Not like I had time to check anyway he might have been out of it, but it happened in the middle of one of the biggest fur balls of the war there were plenty of targets left.”
“Now that you mention it he did walk with a limp.” Kou observed thoughtfully.
“If it is him he’s dangerous as hell, he was around at least AA+ rank even back during the war over fifteen years ago. That said I’m afraid he’ll be of little use in figuring out whose behind all this; he was absolutely true to the mercenary creed if nothing else he’d work for anyone that could pay good, bad, or ugly. That said a rather severe lack of morals-” That remark drew a look from Vita. “Even by
standards.” Felix amended before continuing. “Tended to mean he got tapped for jobs that were less then savory he also wasn’t cheap I doubt the guys we have in the cells could have afforded him.”
“I ran the guys we have in custody through our records and most of them are small time brokers for various things drugs, weapons, etc nothing serious though and since the locals use them as informants at times they tend to get some passes.” Shin remarked tossing a set of folders down on the conference table.
“Wouldn’t fit his profile at all… He
the violence and the thrill he wouldn’t work for some small time hoods where at best he might get to rough up a debtor now and again.” Pixy commented.
“Definitely not his style.” Felix agreed.
“Then what was he doing here?” Vita asked rubbing her temples at all the random theories being batted around; this sort of thing had never appealed to her very much.
“My guess? Middleman for his real employer and by extension the buyer.” Felix postulated.
“Why send him on something so pedestrian though; what they had planned didn’t even vaguely require his kind of muscle.” Irene wondered aloud.
“Again if I had to guess I’d say we probably saved those poor bastards lives I bet that once they arranged for what he wanted he was going to kill them and maybe the guys selling it then take both it and the money back to his real employer. He wouldn’t have baited and eyelash about doing it.” Felix reasoned.
“That’s pretty extreme and a half dozens bodies turning up in one place would have drawn allot of attention.” Irene responded somewhat skeptical.
the bodies; he was a fire user he could drag them out into the marshes around this city and turn the lot of them into dust in the wind within half and hour.” Felix responded dismissively. ”At best you’d have a couple mid level thugs going missing and that wouldn’t raise many eyebrows at least not for sometime and even if someone noticed let’s face it the cops probably aren’t going to be that driven to find out what happened to this set of fine upstanding citizens.”
“Alright let’s assume he was buying this stuff for someone else what could they have used it for?” Irene queried, the middleman theory at least had merit the double cross portion was speculation best ignored for now.
“It’s a long list.” Miller, the only explosive expert at hand took that as his queue to but in. “They where trying to buy high grade plastic explosives very nasty stuff and enough of it to make a bomb that could take out a small sky scraper if well placed or make enough suit case bombs to kill hundreds. The seized explosives we captured where traced a licensed manufacturer, wasn’t exactly hard the twits still have the stuff in the factory boxes. They didn’t report any thefts though so someone inside probably skimmed a batch, fudged the records, and sold it on the black market. Investigations is looking into it now.”
“This stuff is legal?!” Vita remarked incredulously.
“Despite the propaganda central likes to toss out the fact is that explosives were too useful to ban completely. Good thing too its how my families made it’s living for the last couple centuries, but I digress. This sort of stuff is mostly used in building implosions as shaped charges nowadays since other bulk explosives are preferred for mining and construction since they’re cheaper. It’s acutally a little odd they’d want this stuff specifically since plastic explosives are more heavily controlled then other sorts because they have fewer legitimate uses.” Miller informed those assembled smoothly off.
“Though Really if you just wanted to park a truck bomb somewhere and cause allot of deaths ANFO or the like would just as well most of the time and would be easier to covertly attain; hell they could manufacture it themselves if they had
technical skill. If they wanted this stuff and assuming they aren’t idiots they must have had something specific in mind for it.” He continued speculating thoughtfully.
“Educated guess?” Irene pressed.
“As noted it would make good shape charges or explosively formed penetrator for taking out armored targets or cutting through thick metal obstructions. If you were
good you could use it take down a building surgically; though you’d need to get inside to set the charges in that case.” He replied with a shrug. “Doesn’t narrow it down much, but like I said if they just wanted to blow people up there are easier ways to do it. So given the choice of explosive I’d lay money they intend to target some sort of hardened structure or target.“
narrow it down much does it.” Irene mused. “Well it seems we’ve got lots of questions and few answers. I think it’s time we had a chat with our criminal friends and see if they might be willing to shed some light on things. Lieutenant Munro, Pixy says you have experience with interrogations?”
“I’ve done a few.” Felix shrugged.
“I want you to talk with to the 2IC I’ll take the ring leader.” She ordered simply.
“As you command.” He replied with a weary mock salute.
Felix waltzed into the interview room a short while later his subject already seated inside he set a small folder of papers down on the table that would be between them and set down a small cup of coffee. The suspect eyed the beverage as he deposited it and the look wasn’t lost on Felix. “You want a cup?” He asked casually.
“Yeah I could use some been kind of a long day I didn’t my cup this morning.” He responded dryly running a hand through his hair anxiously.
Felix leaned out the door for a moment and sent a lower ranking staff member to go fetch another cup of coffer before retuning to the table and taking his seat. He leaned back slightly and began leafing through the folder he’d brought in him with he continued this for several minutes until the runner returned with the coffee. Once the suspect drank a bit and seemed relax slightly. “So what’s with all the heat anyway? I mean All this over a little illegal arms dealing?”
Felix continued to look at the file impassively for a few more moments before closing it and setting it down on the table. A golden rule of interrogations was never to answer questions unless you had a good reason and he didn’t have anything like a good reason to answer the question. “Well why don’t you tell
Mr. Bowder why you think there so much heat?” He shot back casually instead he had to get the guys story before he could start poking holes in and hopefully get some useful information.
“Man I don’t know this shit is fucking crazy I’ve been arrested a few times you as I’m sure you know, but it’s not like guys kicking in the doors or something they come by your house with a warrant and you got for a ride. Shit like this… shooting it out with the cops it’s just bad for business.”
”Then why’d you do it?” Felix asked curious.
“Well you know
wasn’t shooting...” he hurriedly clarified.
Felix mentally rolled his eyes. It made sense he’d be eager to deny it though as having it proven he had could be the difference between a charge of possession of illegal goods and assault with a deadly weapon on a law enforcement officer, and intern a slap on the wrist or hard prison time.
“Anyway it all started when that guy we were dealing with opened fire and I’m sure all of this has got to do with him too; I knew his ass was trouble… Anyway once that jackass opened up a bunch of the other guys heard the blast panicked and opened fire themselves and then everyone was shooting and it was a huge cluster fuck.”
Felix acutally largely believed that; course he also believed this guy had been shooting as well, but that was neither here or there at the moment. “Trouble how?” He questioned more interested in “the guy” whom he had a fair idea as to identity already but more information could scarily hurt.
“I don’t know the guy gave me the creeps from the start… it’s just one of those things you know?” The suspect fidgeted uncomfortably.
“Enlighten me.” Felix replied bluntly.
“Like I said it’s just like how you know some guys are trouble right away he just seemed like bad news to me. He didn’t say much, but he always seemed to be lurking around when anything was going on he basiclly ignored anyone that tried to talk to him and…” He paused again to consider his words. “I don’t know he almost had this aura about him… just seemed like bad news and I couldn’t wait for him to leave.” The suspect finally just shrugged and decided that was about as close as he was gonna get to describing the filling.
“This guy have a name?” Felix queried lazily carefully hiding his interest in the subject.
“Never gave a first only ever gave us Zubov.”
Felix worked hard to maintain a neutral expression and effectively succeeded. “You said he was quiet still he ever mention anything about himself what he wanted this stuff for?”
“Well it doesn’t pay to pry in this line of work and he wasn’t really forthcoming with any details of his own initiative…”
Felix caught a slight twitch as he said that though it was close to, but no the whole truth. “But you know something.” He pressed him.
“You want something you gotta give me something.”
“This isn’t a negotiation.” Felix answered sternly.
“All I’m asking is you put in a good word for me when it comes into court.”
“Give me a reason to and maybe we’ll talk. I’ll tell you this though that guy
trouble the kind of trouble that can end in messy death so you ought to want him locked up as much as we do.” Felix responded agreeing to perhaps consider it while dropping some hints to reinforce his own suspicions and hopefully reinforce his motivation to spill what he knew.
Just outside in the observation watching the proceeding questioning Vita found it rather odd to see Felix being if not touchy feely at least civil with a criminal suspect and apparently making progress as well. “Where the hell did he learn to do interrogations anyway?” He asked aloud; rhetorically.
“He’s done lots of stuff acutally he’s easily the most versatile of our little group in terms of skill set, he was a private detective of sorts for the better part of a decade after our war; cooks a mean steak too.” Pixy answered anyway having wandered in from observing Irene to check up on Felix’s progress.
“He cooks?” Vita asked disbelievingly.
“Well he’s been largely single for over fifteen years and he basiclly raised a kid too boot. A man cannot live on take out alone even if only due to cash flow issues.”
“And it’s edible?” She continued skeptically.
“Hell it’s not just edible it’s down right good! Just wish his lazy ass could have been bothered to do it more often back when we basiclly lived together…” Pixy responded earnestly.
She still didn’t quite buy it; at least partly because she didn’t quite trust the source that had just given it to her. This was something she was going to have to confirm for herself before she’d really believe it, but if it was true it could be good ammo though…
“Alright; I overheard him on the phone once almost barged on in on him, but I heard him through the door before I did… good thing I’m not sure he’d have done if he knew I heard him. I was curious though so I hung around outside the door against my better judgment.”
“Well what’d you hear?”
“Nothing that seemed overly interesting or concerning mostly he seemed to be discussing price and transfer of funds with his employer pretty standard stuff given what we were doing.” Felix listened intently as he continued. “But toward the end though they began discussing transporting the stuff once they had it again it was pretty generic, but I caught a name in the conversation from what I can tell they intended to transport the stuff to some base they had on A-234.”
Felix leaned back in his chair and tried to recall much of anything about administered world 234, but came up pretty much blank still this could indeed be a break and important, he’d best report it quickly and opted to end the interview at that time. He stood to leave. “A officer will be along shortly to escort you back to your cell.”
“So what’s the deal you gonna put in a word for me or what?”
“If this pans out I’ll make it know you aided our investigation with minimal prodding.” Felix responded amiably and departed the room closing the door behind him heading off the observation area.
“Fuckin death dealing scumbag.” He muttered half to himself loosening his collar as he entered the room.
“If you think that why’d you basiclly agree to help him?” Vita questioned pointedly.
“You catch more rats with honey, then vinegar. Going into an interview yelling and making baseless threat is just going to piss him off and get him to shut up at worst or give you misleading information at worse. Pretend you care, pretend it’s not that big a deal, and stay cool
how you get information not yelling and blustering.”
“So you can act subtle and civil when you want too how come you’re so much of an ass all the time?” Vita queried bitingly eliciting a wince and a scowl from her target indicating a good hit.
“I don’t know how can you be friendly and caring around your little group and such a bratty bitch around almost everyone else?” He fired back quickly getting in a good shot of his own which was answered by a death glare.
But just as it looked like another fight was imminent both of them noticed and decided they’d gotten there shots and opted not to escalate it further and ruin what little progress had been made in coexisting over the last day. Besides they needed to get this information to the Enforcer post haste.
“Administered world 234; that’s close.” Irene commented thoughtfully on the information she’d just been given.
“Never heard of it myself.” Felix shrugged in response.
“It’s a bit of a backwater only things on the planet are some long running archeological excavations and a very small local population that supports the digs less then five thousand thousands people planet wide. Policing is handled by less then twenty officers the highest of which is -AAA rank and he’s way above pretty much everyone else in the force.” She informed him matter of factly.
“You’ve been there.” Felix surmised.
“Smuggling in this sector has been picking up recently and due to the low population and rather lax security combined with the presence of a transporter relay node 234 is becoming a popular jumping off point to more populated worlds in this sector. Half of those officers I mentioned are acutally part of a recently installed customs office to try and catch said smugglers.”
“Sure sounds like a rather ideal spot for a terrorist hideout… few people, and even fewer cops, but still reasonably close to potential targets.” Kou mused.
“The locals won’t be able to handle this at all, even if Zubov is the only mage present he could still probably take on half the ground force present by himself. Plus if these guys have even an inkling they’ve been compromised they could already be clearing out, and by the time we get together a response unit they’ll probably be as good as gone or the trail will be ice cold.” She mused. “The stupid thing is we have a half dozen capable mages
, but from nearly at many agencies on technically different assignments…” She grumbled irritably at the sometimes irrational segregation the TSAB maintained.
“I doubt our boss would mind us tagging along with you. He’s rather… flexible about stuff like this and besides with our targets having flown the coup our assignment is over anyway.” Shin suddenly piped up.
“I doubt ours would mind us taking a bit of a detour either.” Felix added.
“Hell she’d probably ask us why if we
.” Vita put in.
“And seeing as everyone above me in rank at this station is in the hospital and I’m acting commander until the new one arrives in several days…” Miller chimed in smirking.
“Heh looks like we’ve got ourselves a response team on hand after all.” Irene smirked.
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