Drick stared at the back of the departing executive vehicle as it rounded a bend in the tunnel and out of view. The rear of the vehicle was a mess, there was little left of the passenger compartment and a multitude of shredded pieces of layered armour pockmarked the whole of the rear hull. It was going to cost Drick their deposit and probably a little credit rating until the insurance claim could be filed and processed. Drick figured that it would be handled swiftly and discreetly, in fact they would not be surprised if it were not already being dealt with.
Drick had asked Boomer to bring in two more of their people to help in the immediate aftermath of the pursuit through the tunnels. One was currently piloting the executive vehicle back to the rental service. The other sat in a loaned hovervan in a side tunnel. They would drive the security guards to their destination after Drick had spoken to them. Or to be more precise they would deliver one to a convenient contact who would have them taken off planet. The other was going to be mailed back to their friends at Volstron courtesy of an associate in the Engineerâ€™s Union.
Drickâ€™s gambit had paid off well. The Engineerâ€™s Union were suitably unimpressed by both the illicit incursion into their territories, the lack of advance notice and the small firefight over the heads of their employees and protectees. Most of the traders in this region paid a small, but generous, stipend to the Union for insurance services. Rarely did the Union need to provide for that payment so being forced to by these circumstances ruffled the right feathers.
As for Drick, they were partially in the clear due to going through the proper channels and alerting the local Union branch in advance of their movements. They had also paid the right fees to the right bosses. The street gang Drick had employed were paid up with Union fees and so everything was tidy enough that it was forgiveable that Drick chose to escape into this section.
Drick synced internal comms channels to Boomerâ€™s private channel. â€œHow are we doing?â€
â€œâ€˜Bout the same as always.â€
â€œThat bad, huh?â€
â€œYup. Well you started this mess. Why couldnâ€™t you leave this alone? I guess this was something you could have just dropped?â€
â€œThen why the heck did you bring this whole mess on to yourself?â€
â€œYou already know the answer to that.â€
â€œYou just canâ€™t help yourself, can you? What next?â€
â€œHow well do you trust the people who are piloting?â€
â€œMore than I trust you.â€
â€œI always did have a soft spot for you. It was as if you were ankle deep in a marsh.â€
â€œUpside down then?â€
â€œToo right. I trust them. Known them a long while, never had any issues and they know how to keep their mouths quiet.â€
â€œGood. I will try and keep them out of this as much as possible. Same with you.â€
â€œOh I think I am about neck deep in that marsh with you at this point and heading in the same direction.â€
â€œYou could have said no.â€
â€œYou know I couldnâ€™t have. Not really. Not when you were praying.â€
â€œSure. Look this is getting really messy so I want to straight line it as much as I can. If I get even an inkling as to who to aim for from this guard thatâ€™s going to be the target. We good with that?â€
â€œFive by five.â€
â€œThen letâ€™s talk to the guard.â€