Page 54 of Vapor
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The meeting room is nice, making me wonder how they got it done so fast, or why it was on a carrier before Ben bought it.
“This doesn’t top the pool but it’s close.” Jones pulls Alder’s seat out then sits.
I nod. “I was just wondering how it got done so fast or why it was on a carrier before he bought it.”
“Prez Knight buy auction. Party boat human traffic. FBI confiscate it crash bridge, dock. Worker slave, women sleep cell.”
“Fuck. Someone outfitted a carrier for a slave ship?”
I give Jones a look. “We’ve seen it firsthand. The sheik.” I remind him.
His head shakes but the board lights up to full color so we all focus on it. Cort in Phoenix and Ben in the SOAR Club show in meeting rooms. Moss walks in view with Ben.
I smile. “Brothers, Moss. Thanks for getting us back safe.”
He smirks and I scrunch my face up knowing he’s going to say something inappropriate. “My life’s not worth living without you in it, Commander.”
I shake my head at the cheesy shithead, then peg a finger at him. Cort and Jones laugh.
“Pres Vapor keep you in job. Lame joke, not business to me. Four President in room. One laugh. Pres Cort crazy.”
Moss stands at attention with his eyes bouncing from LP to my glare. “My apologies, Presidents.”
I nod for him. “This is new. There may be a time that the jokes work, but we’re not there yet, at least I’m not there yet.” I see when he gets it and roll over his planned second apology. “Let the crew know we appreciate the shield.” I smile, “or Sarah’s invisibility cloak.”
He smiles. “I will, Commander. The artillery is reloaded and the spare boxes are packed. There are no extra boxes, missile or drone. You do have spare ammunition for the Minigun.”
I nod. “Get this to Lerch and have him work on two drones with the M134 ammunition. We used the rounds for the M60. The smaller should be easier. The Blackhawk has the spare guns.”
“Roger. I was going to call into the General for supply but that would give extra missiles to the drones without depleting the firepower.” He turns then stops. “Do you need me here?”
I smile. “No, I need drones retrofitted so I’m not short for another mission.”
“Roger, Commander.” I shake my head when he walks out the door.
“Why bullet? Laser easy. Satellite have capability.”
I smile at the LP. “We don’t have satellite operators that know laser capabilities on the satellite. You’re with me on medical for the kids.”
He nods. “I see you point. I train SOAR engineer to satellite?”
I nod. “Sarah is a navigator, she’s versed in satellites and all kind of options they offer depending on the country. We’ve never used laser or I’ve never heard of it before you did it at SOAR. She’d be the one to train and I’m all for it.”
He nods. “I will schedule time to Boss Sarah.”
I nod and look up at Ben and Cort who have waited patiently.
Cort asks. “You get into other satellites?”
My eyes shift to Jones. “Yeah, Boss.”
Ben smiles. “With Badass, it’s not classified from us but I wouldn’t want it spoken of by all.”
I nod. “Thanks. We’ve been completely classified for five years. It’s a hard shift when we don’t know about classified in Badass.”
He nods and looks at Cort who puts his hands up. “We don’t have procedures other than the meeting room, planning or shields and none of it is written.”
