Exits: Part 3, Loyalty
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Jerrick paced the halls of his home. He'd lost his job as chief information extractor. After he failed with Seamus they'd reduced his status to one of the many assistant positions. He was not happy about his current situation. At night, when he should be dreaming of his legacy living on forever through his hoards of decedents, or about his own bright and glorious future, he dreamed of a sickly tow headed kluge.
Jerrick hated Seamus. He hated the kluge more than he had ever hated anyone. That's why he had dedicated every moment of his spare time to making sure he saw that boy, kneeling before him begging for his life or perhaps unable to speak and just whimpering. Then Jerrick was going to personally cut straight through his throat, bisecting the vocal cords that had produced the mocking "Bite me Uber".
He'd been tracing Seamus Zealazny Harper for months. It had taken him that long to find him again. Jerrick had transferred off world so that he could cover more ground with his search. He couldn't find the boy in Boston so he had to have gotten off world. So Jerrick had left his family behind and now served as an assistant on a prisoner ship. He was not happy. The boy needed to die.
Jerrick may never have found him if he hadn't come across Mr. Bobby Jenson in one of his cells. The human had been picked up for stealing weapons. He had been stupid enough to go to a Neitzchien controlled Drift. Drunk and mad, he had been ranting, and shared too much in front of the wrong people.
It took exactly 1 minute and 20 seconds before he spilled his guts. Seamus Harper had been his acomplis. As far as Jensen knew Harper was still on a salvage ship known as the Eureka Maru. Jenson seemed more than willing to save his own skin at the cost of the little kluge. He swore up and down that Harper had planed the whole theft and carried it out himself.
Jerrick was overjoyed. Jenson told him absolutely everything he had been searching for. So, he knocked Jenson around for a few days, left him a bloody broken mess, and released him. Then Jerrick went to his captain with this information. There was a price on the boy's head for escape, but he wasn't a priority. So, the ship had no intention of putting forth resources to find the escaping. This frustrated Jerrick, the boy was practically in his grasp, but they weren't going to do anything about it.
So Jerrick took matters into his own hands. Knowing this "Maru" wouldn't take a job from a Draco-Katsov, so he would get someone else to do it. Well, a pretend someone else. Claiming to be Agar Terelli he offered the Maru a job. From what Bobby had told him the captain would jump at the work.
Jerrick's pacing brought him to the landing bays. There were modified transport fighters there. True, he shouldn't take one. But, Seamus could not be allowed to get away. So he would meet this ship that dared to harbor the loathsome kluge. He would meet them in the Ungari system, get what was his, and make the miserable human suffer.
Beka and the Maru arrived in the Ungari system right on schedule. Thanks to Harper the ship had never performed better and they made great time. Harper had agreed they were lucky to get this job. The Maru had been without a job for a couple weeks and Beka had begun worrying about the payments still due on the bills. The Ungari system was going to be great for them.
According to the letter a Mr. Agar Terelli had a purchased a derelict freighter here in the Ungai system and just needed the Maru crew to salvage what could be salvaged and bring it back to him on Pirpont Drift. He'd pay them when they arrived. It was a normal enough deal.
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Unfortunately it didn't stay normal very long. Moments after they arrived and discovered no freighter a slipstream opening released a single Neitzchien fighter; a very heavily armed fighter in fact. But, instead of firing on the Maru immediately it hailed the salvage ship. The fighter could seriously damage her ship so she answered.
"What can I do for you?" She asked the looming Neitzchien on her screen.
"I understand you have a Mr. Seamus Harper as a part of your crew."
"I think you must be mistaken." Beka didn't understand what was going on, but whoever this Uber was she was not going to hand Harper over to them.
"Are you sure?" he cooed in a very disturbing manner. "Because I heard he was with you, and if you are lying I will make you scream until you throat is raw and you are desperately begging for death."
"Uhm, Wow" was Beka's response. The Maru was jolted as Jerrick's tractor beam took hold and began drawing the salvage ship closer. This was not good.