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Posted by Lenna on May 17, 2009 0:34:50 GMT -6
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Apr 17, 2024 18:12:58 GMT -6
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The phone sunk into her hands. "Hello, Cortez. Yeah, it's me, Ana Calista. Georgie said you wanted to talk to me? Oh yeah. You were interested in the thing that's 'relevant to your interests'. Okay. Well, it just so happens..." Her finger twisted the cord out in front of her like a blond twirls her hair. "Just so happens I found a little Miss 'Vespeda' with an interest in your current lifestyle and activities."
A silent, plodding voice boomed on the other end of the line. "I assumed she was dead. Contact was lost several days ago."
"Yeah, that's what I thought. See? But the little girly insisted on going by the surname, practically threw herself at me with wads of cash for information. So I just thought I'd let you know. Hey, aren't I a great pal?" A slack-jawed laugh escaped Ana's lips.
"And you gave this 'Vespeda' woman information...?" She could almost hear the eyes-narrowed disapproval through the wire.
"Hey, don't get dangerous. Just a bit of misdirection, yeah? Didn't give her anything she could really use against you at the moment, no worries. You take care and I figure she won't be able to do anything wrong to ya. Just take care. Although... maybe--"
Her voice was cut short at the maybe. "And I suppose you want me to pay for this 'maybe', lest you wouldn't have mentioned it without wasting my time."
"You know me too well. So here's the deal."
"I'm listening." Cortez gripped the phone. Two fingers passed through the air, directing one of his lackeys away from him while he was busy. Whatever it was could wait. On the other end of the line, Ana sipped a beer. Her lips smacked with a 'pah' of satisfaction as they returned to the receiver.
"I set her up. The data on the PDA I gave her alludes to you being a specific place at a specific time, and... I figure she's the type to go for the throat when she's expecting it to be clear for take-off. So for the usual fee, I can..."
"Arrange it so I know the 'when' and 'where' to meet her and spring the trap... fine. Sounds like a good enough plan."
"And then it's game over!"
"Game over..." Cortez repeated. The words had a bit of a ring to them. He liked it. "Lights out. I suspect our little miss 'Vespeda' imposter will be quite surprised when the trap snaps back."
"And how."
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Jul 18, 2009 14:36:47 GMT -6
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