The argument was persistent and Rich was stuck in between flatlining all of them and doing the job himself or just deal with the nonsense.
The truth is he didn't want to do either.
Because he didn't want to be here, his new leg was trash and he just wanted to get back to All Foods to fix it.
The shit was nawing at his ego and he had to just deal with it.
He didn't know shit about this job beside the goal.
Find cargo, extract cargo, drop off cargo.
Little issue tho, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE CARGO, and drop off where.
He didn't know what he was looking for and he already asked these dip shits about it and they shrugged they're shoulders.
"All I got was this random ass message with a code from a random number" spoke the one women on this team.
"Send it to me" spoke Rich growing more agitated by the second.
"I'm the leader though I should keep it" spoke the women.
"No I'm the leader" spoke the loud brash idiot that had been shooting his mouth the whole God damn time.
"No, Your Fucking Not" spoke the women
"Oh Yeah, Why Not, Bedlam" spoke the brash man challenging the women
"Because I'm in the driver seat" spoke the women sticking her tongue out.
"That doesn't mean anything" spoke the brash one not giving a damn for her reasoning.
"Yeah that's kinda boggus" spoke the other not adding much and pretty much following the brash ones example.
"Yes it does matter, you want to know why" spoke Bedlam with a matter of fact demeanor
The brash man dared her to make this flawed logic make sense.
The tag along man was unconvinced and desired more sense to be involved.
Rich got up and when the woman was about drop the reason why being in Shotgun made her the leader.
Rich grabbed her by the throat and applied enough pressure to the point she was gagging and begging to being let go.
But he didn't stop as he stepped back dragging her body off and away from the driver seat.
He looked to her face to see that she was starting to turn blue, so he let her go and then took her place in the driver seat.
And started driving because they were holding up traffic.
The woman was breathing but holding onto her own throat showing that it did hurt like hell but while she was recovering herself the other 2 men saw a blush on her face for this was the moment that it hit them.
"Do it again" spoke Bedlam as she panted.
The fucking bitch was into it.
As she now recognized Rich as the leader and sent him the message from the mysterious number.
But Rich recognized it as he analyzed and decoded the message and so opened a direct link.
To the one and only person who used this format to speak to him.
"It's about time you came through, what was the hold up" spoke Codefreak with a nonchalant attitude.
"The 3 Gonks I'm stuck with" spoke Rich as he was driving along holding the convo.
"Sucks to be you" spoke the mentor not caring for the trash luck his student was dealing with.
"You going to drop the deets or what" spoke Rich trying to get down to business.
"Just testing your patience" spoke the mentor knowing his student didn't believe him.
"Trash" spoke the student.
"Scrap" spoke the mentor.
"Anyways back to topic, hear this shit, I know you got a thing for this type of info" codefreak now cutting to the chase of things.
"Akagi Systems Incorporate (ASI) Foreign Rep Jushiro Onita is coming into NC for a meet up with Reps from IEC And Raven Microcybernetics. And its because of Raven that this little meet up is happening in NC at all" spoke codefreak dropping all the necessary context.
"Flatlining or we just holding him for shits and giggles" spoke Rich not reading the full picture yet.
"Let me finish dick wipe, Security detail is being done by RSVP but security isn't with the target, our poor boy Jushiro was terrified because of NC's bad rep that he decided AV was the best option to transport, the AV is supposed to meet up with RSVP at a Docking station in Corpo Plaza" spoke Codefreak knowing the AV wasn't going to make it.
"Are Job is to Nab the bastard before he makes it to NC Airspace lucky for us Nickles has been working on a AV for months specifically made for shit like this" spoke codefreak as he seemed to be done talking with him for now.
"I'll send you a message the usual way when you get the AV and I'll fill you in on the rest, fuck off and die now" spoke Codefreak as he cut the call.
Leaving Rich to do one thing and as he looked to the back of the vehicle as his current crew of misfits were now knife fighting each other.
He did the only logical thing he could think of to calm them down, he didn't want to hack them, that was some crap he didn't want or need.
So he took out a flashbang pulled the pin and tossed the son bitch in the back as he darkened his optics to push back against the flash.
But then the flash went off and sent the 3 idiots whaling like stray dogs.
Rich felt them moving around as they covered they're optics as they weren't equipped with the tech to not be affected like he was.
But it was music to his ears.
"Son of a fucking whore" spoke the follower.
"Bitch, cunt, slut" spoke the brash man
"It Hurts So Fucking Good" spoke Bedlam.
And it was here when Rich kicked the gas and sent all these retards falling to the floor due to the sudden speed and imbalance.
And it was only once they hit the floor that he began explaining them.
In Small Words.
To be Continued.