Private Sharing the Wealth

[Kat Decoria]

Kat was out on the fringes of space, not too far away from CIS territory. She had stumbled out this way looking for work, being a healer she was in high demand nowadays but she never found herself staying anywhere too long. The Echani was becoming more a spacer type than anything else, she was just unable to sit still anymore, and wanted to explore the galaxy best she could. M1-NI was always around to send messages to family if she missed them or send a message to Allyson to see how she was and if they were going to meet up again soon. For now, Kat was working on a case where someone had suffered some blaster burns, it was pretty serious but for the trained healer, she was able to fix them up in no time. Her white hair was tied into a tight bun and her scrubs were loose on her, she had to wear them because they were the only ones that fitted but they did drown her.

After she healed the burns, she offered a small smile to the patient and check over the notes. Seemed that there was a growing issue with medical supplies on the world, something about the wealthy corporates keeping the medicine and medical supplies behind a paywall that this place couldn't afford any more. It was bad, there were patients who die without the basics and Kat couldn't spend all day to heal them all. She took a short break and stepped outside, spotting several nurses smoking and enjoying a gossip, Kat was on her own since the smoking and gossip were really not her thing and she just wanted to take a step away from everyone before heading back in. Sitting on a bench, she sighed and let the sunlight warm her up. It was getting cooler on this world since Autumn was approaching but the Summer had not been too bad.

In her mind, she was still whirling away at the issue of getting supplies, there had to be a way. Of course, she could pay for some through her company but she wasn't exactly rich herself and the company didn't have enough resources to fund the hospital indefinitely. No, there had to be another way to do this. Stealing could be one option but Kat herself wasn't exactly the stealing type, the lack of skills would hinder her and end up imprisoning her which she rather not. Orange jumpsuits were significantly worse than the scrubs she had to wear.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

This damned scrub. Amea had never been one for hospitals and more ‘official’ avenues of recuperation in general given her occupation, but sometimes even she had to break protocol. Not in the sense that she was a patient by any extent but because social engineering was just about one of the smoothest ways one could infiltrate such a hectic environment with the correct know-how, and besides that she wasn’t exactly here to rob the hospital itself.

She had infiltrated them to such an extent that they at the very least bought the idea that she was another nurse, just like them. She had the keycard and the uniform. Given her propensity for breaking and entering with the force, there was hardly any electronic device that stood to keep her out. It was the benefits of whatever her ability in the force was called, the innate ability to manipulate electronics and droids as she damned well wished.

Think keycard readers would keep her out? Get real.

“Maude, you’re like, such a schutta.” Stacey, or rather Amea, spoke with an authentic Corellian Valley Girl accent as she snickered at one of the other nurse’s jokes before she excused herself. “I have to go check the rounds again.” They used that a lot in hospital dramas, it had to mean something. “Catch you later for that smoke.”

And with that Amea continued down the camp until she came by the quartermaster’s tent. Out on lunch, lucky. With deftness she swept over the barrier between his computer and herself, fingers at the ready to get to typing commands she had to hurl at it.

“Just you and me, little guy.” She said, face aglow from the screens. “Where are you…”

 

[Kat Decoria]

Wandering through the tents, Kat stretched her limbs and back as she let out a long, tired sigh. When was the last time she had slept, checking her watch, it seemed it had been little over 24 hours. Damn, that was certainly a long time to forgo sleep but Kat couldn't help it, when she was wanting to help others so much and figured losing a little sleep wouldn't hurt her was no issue. Wasn't like she was a surgeon, she just used the Force to heal, it was tiring and draining but it wasn't difficult. She paused and then let out a slow sigh. Perhaps she should take a break and grab some stuff to help her get a load 8 hours, just to refresh for the next day. Best place to get that type of medicine was with the quartermaster, just so they knew how much supply they had since medicine wasn't exactly easy to grab.

Changing direction, Kat headed to the quartermaster tent passing several nurses on her way there and trying to avoid the judgemental stares. Kat had been getting a rep as somewhat of a flirt and tease with several staff. It wasn't her fault, she couldn't help the flirting and the teasing, well, she wasn't finding it hard for mind not to wander as of late so she was a little too distracted to commit like she flirted about. However, she wasn't here long she knew that the stares would fade. At least she hoped they would over time. Perhaps, she needed to stop and think about what she wanted before starting the flirting, that might be a solid idea. Though it would be damn tricky.

As she entered the tent, she saw someone dressed as a nurse on the quartermaster's computer. Coughing loudly, there was an accusing look in her eyes, "Hi, sorry who are you and what are you doing on that computer?" Kat's stance wasn't aggressive but she was ready for a fight if a fight was coming, not many people like being caught committing a crime and she highly suspected she was walking right in on that.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

GalactaCorp, carried and delivered by GalEx, a subsidiary of GalactaCorp. Shipment: Guns?

GenSec, guard rotation. Figures. They were known to at the very least operate on a more legal field. This kind of job would make them look better than some of their less savorable ops ever would. A PR move that Amea could respect if she ever respected companies to begin with.

Ah, but there it was. Plain red text, bolded, italics, strikethrough, and underlined as if to scream for her to find it. Coronado Medical LLC. Packages delivered to bay—

“What are you doing on that computer?”

The words made her look over her shoulder for little more than a second before she looked back at the information. Section A, Bay 3. Close by, but not within any form of distance that would allow her to lose her company.

“Aaron asked me to find his papers on the GalactaCorp shipment and send them his way before he receives it, so…” Amea said and tried to pass by Kat. “If you’ll excuse me.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

Initially the stranger ignored Kat's question turning around and looking at the computer again before rushing to leave, with some excuse. However, Kat could see the body language, the hurried movement and the complete lack of recognition from Kat, who had been around this place for awhile now and knew the faces of a number of people. However, Kat wasn't going to write this person off as a thief or liar right off the bat, instead she stopped her leaving and shook her head. "Sorry, I can't let you leave yet. I don't really believe that you are just on an errand." Kat stated in a cool tone as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"First off, Aaron wouldn't have sent a nurse on an errand like this. He has a secretary for that job." It was a lie but it was testing the stranger's knowledge on the way this place worked. "Secondly, I know that we don't have any GalactaCorp shipments. Or any paperwork, since this place hasn't gotten medicine for weeks now." This part was true but she was curious to see how the stranger responded to this. "Finally, your body language kinda betrays you as well. Curse of trying to lie to an Echani I guess." Kat chuckled at this point, it was something she had gotten better at detecting lies through body language thanks to spending time learning from Allyson but also her own research to try and impress Allyson.

Pointing to a chair for the stranger to take a seat, "so, tell me what you are really here for? Looking for a high?" It was normal for people around here to be addicts looking for a free high.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

“Oh please, as if I’d need a dozen doses of morphine for that.” Amea scoffed as she placed her foot on the chair, positively refusing the request to sit down. “Look, I know that you think you are doing your job here?”

“Stacey, I thought I told you to get to it on those shipments!” The voice of Aaron bellowed from Amea’s lips.

“I’m like, gonna! As soon as this woman just like gets outta my way!” Amea’s alter ego responded. The audio cues were certainly there.

“You’re echani, you like to fight and do that whole ‘read people’ thing, I get that, but you really wouldn’t want to keep me around here, lady.” Amea’s supposedly real voice returned. “I will step out of this tent, find that supposedly lost shipment, and get out of here. You will stay here, wait until that shipment actually comes in, and forget you ever saw me.”

“Or, you could do the entirely wrong thing and try to lay a single digit on me, and we’ll see just how well you’ve kept up with your training. Either way, I will make it out of here, and you won’t be able to stop me.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

Kat was baffled, there was likely much more accurate words to describe the level of confusion that Kat was but baffled would have to do. The woman clearly went through three different voices since Aaron was nowhere to be see and she could feel his presence nearby when she searched through the Force. Crossing her arms, she knew this person was not here to do anything legal and she was wondering what the hell the situation going on was, "lost shipment? Look, I have no idea what the hells you are talking about but until we figure this situation out better take a seat and tell me what is going on because the other outcome. You won't win." While Kat was a healer, she was still skilled fighter and trained hard daily to keep her skills high, even the Jedi training she kept up with.

"I wouldn't need to lay a single digit on you to stop you. Just a quick blast of the Force. If I was going to be that aggressive." Kat was blocking the only way out as she stared at the stranger, "just let me know what you are trying to do or why you are trying to sneak around and spy on hospital records and we can end this before you get humiliated." She didn't know if this stranger was any good at fighting but she also knew she had to give an air of confidence and it helped that part of her believed this would be one sided. Her mind was already assessing the stranger in terms of combat capabilities.

Kat hadn't moved from the exit and her eyes stared while her face was stoic. "So, start with what you are doing here and what is this this lost shipment you are looking for?"

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

That foot remained planted firmly against the top of the chair with a careless, almost smug shrug. Someone was quite sure of themselves, and it wasn’t just Amea. A single push of the force. The red-handed rogue kept herself from rolling her eyes as she placed her arms on her knee.

“First, I would definitely get away.” She said and extended her index finger. “Second,” Her middle finger extended next to her index finger. “You already admitted that the shipment hasn’t arrived yet when in the files that I have, it very clearly already did. Which means that thirdly,” Her ring finger joined the rest. “Aaron is most likely in on it.”

“Now, I am going to get out of this tent. I am going to give Aaron a punch or kick or both in the nose, and then leave to go get the shipment back again.” Amea lowered her arms to once more rest against her knee. “Like I said, lady. You really want to see me go, trust me. It would make things a lot easier for every party involved.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

The smugness emanating from the stranger bugged Kat to no end. This was a serious situation and Kat wasn't going to just let someone go making strong accusations about someone she has worked with without evidence, especially since this stranger believes that she could just leave without consequence when she was caught red handed infiltrating the hospital and could be working to undermine the hospital while saying that she is here to help things. "Look, you are saying a lot of chit, but providing no evidence. I am not moving from my spot cause as soon as I do then you will just dash out of here and go attack a member of staff that right now, I have no idea is guilty or not."

"So, what I am going to say is, you show me the evidence and if I find it credible then we work together. No attacking staff members because then you will just be hunted by both sides which will make things much harder to do any good. We can just go get the shipment, deliver it back here and provide the evidence of Aaron's guilt anonymously so he is fired as well. That way we do everything that helps the hospital and no one knows who did this and you won't be hunted down by some big corporation." Kat was trying to be practical, if what this stranger was saying true then approaching the problem in the right way was important to Kat.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria
“It’s right there, on the console.” Amea said and pointed her thumb over her shoulder. “Says the shipment was received, and yet you seem to say that you haven’t received a single ounce of meds.”

“Do you really think this man will stay in prison, or face any real consequence if caught?” Amea’s brow rose yet again to question Kat. “I’d admire your faith in the system, buuuut… I won’t.”

“See an issue? Fix the issue.” She said and gently eased into the seat. “But hey, if it makes you feel better. Go check the data and I’ll sit pretty for a moment while you do. And if you’re half as good as you claim to be in the force, you’d catch me the second I made a move anyway.”

And she actually did. Amea sat pretty with both feet on the ground as she watched Kat whether she moved towards the console or not. Half the job was when to know to risk it and not, this was one of those ‘not’ moments, even if she enjoyed prodding the bear just a little too much.

“GalactaCorp has sent crates here, knowing that they would get lost and redistributed in another sector. I’ve followed their movements for weeks now and it is all the same story.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

Kat studied the stranger, she was totally unsure what to make of things. When she sat, Kat tilted her head, unable to admire the pretty sitting down, "hm. Don't try being cute right now." Kat coughed as she walked over to the computer and started going over the information and could feel the anger building inside her. She had been spending so much of her time and energy attempting to make up for the lack of medicine that she was furious that there was supplies meant to arrive here.

"I don't have naive faith in the system. Evidence here shows that the system is a failure, but if you are found out to be the one stealing from GalactaCorp, then you will have a massive bounty on your head and they will be hunting your butt and unfortunately you won't be able to sweet talk them like you have me." Kat offered a wink as she looked up from the data. "We have the information to take the stuff and we can frame Aaron as being too greedy for his own good if you want to really punish him." Kat shrugged, while she was pissed, she wasn't sure she wanted to harm the guy either though.

Moving back to the door, "so, how do you want to get the supplies back?" Making it clear that Kat was joining her on this mission. "My name is Kat Decoria by the way." Introducing herself.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Okay, so the first part was done with. Guard down, Amea just had to play along until she could ditch this woman. A task that seemed to get just a little more annoying when she decided to get all involved with it.

“If a bounty was something that’d discourage me, I’d be in the wrong line of work, lady.” Amea added to the seemingly flirty undertones that entered the ring. Now was Amea’s time to get confused. “Let’s just say my name is Alice.” The body language, the tone, it all seemed genuine. Amea was, by all accounts a born liar. “Alice Nathalie Gluck.”

How would she get the supplies back?

“Oh you know,” She said and brushed her scrubs off. “Punches, kicks, electronic infiltration and then bring in a crew to get it back to camp again.”

No time to waste, she pushed past Kat and quickly grabbed at the scrubs to tear it off to reveal a tank top underneat, covered in a thin armored vest. One hand latched onto the right pant leg and gave it another tear until it too exposed a pair of tight jeans that dove for the sneakers that were, admittedly, already on display before. She reached up to tie her hair back into a neat bun before finally she let out a deep sigh.

“Well, no time to waste. Off we go!”

Kat Decoria

 

[Kat Decoria]

Kat shook her head, "yeah, but once there is a bounty on you and they know what you have done then they will punish the innocent people here. You gotta to acknowledge that while you want to do good, sometimes going loud and being that obvious will endanger those that you are trying to help." She wasn't trying to talk down to her but she was trying to help the stranger understand that it wouldn't just be the bounty on her that would be the issue it was the danger posed on the hospital as well since GalactaCorp would just put pressure on them as well.

When Alice introduced herself, something in Kat said something was off, there was a lie there but her whole body language was convincingly portrayed as being honest. It was a talent, however, Kat said nothing if Alice didn't want to say what her real name was then Kat had to respect that. As Alice started to remove her scrubs, Kat coughed slightly surprised by how quick she removed the clothing and just dumped it on the way out, leaving Kat to pick up the evidence so that nothing was left behind that there had clearly been someone spying on Aaron.

Removing her own scrubs, underneath she had a form fitting tank top and tight black jeans with a pistol holster on her left thigh which had been concealed by the scrubs originally. Kat dumped the scrubs in the bin on their way out of the place, she tucked a strand of hair out of vision, only able to admire Alice's form as they moved. "So, about the plan to go big and loud... Perhaps it might be best to try being sneaky, like things could blow up for the hospital if GalactaCorp figure out that someone supplied them with the missing medicine, while they might not overtly do anything, they could make life here much more difficult than it currently is."

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Oh god, was this woman a jedi? With all these lectures on right and wrong it was hard not to think about it. Amea rolled her eyes when the Echani woman couldn’t see. This was about curing one disease, not fixing all of them. She was interested in one person, one shipment, and exposing one sinister plot. The fallout of that really wasn’t hers to deal with and she really did not care.

“Look, Kat, there is a wide galaxy of problems out there and I would love to fix— okay, no, I really wouldm’t — but this whole galaxy is a sick dog, and we are the white blood cells that help fight off the infection. Some like to use patience and gradually wear it down. Me, I am a bit more like a scalpel. I see a problem, I cut it away, I live happily ever after.”

They passed a medical tent.

“People like you are a bit more like a dose of antimutagen. Might work, might not, but the results are always far too slow to arrive, and not a single party involved has gained anything except these societal tumors.”

Security paid them no mind.

“However for today, you got lucky. I need Aaron and his friends to go down quiet because I don’t want them to report back to their other friends who take the shipments off of their hands. Once we have their location however, they will be put down like the diseased animals that they are.”

And engineering, they were far too busy handling another errant crate of tents they didn't need.

“And that’s beside the point that given what you’ve just learned, you would still rely on GalactaCorp for any form of medical deliveries. You got duped, chit sucks. Find a new provider.”

Kat Decoria

 

[Kat Decoria]

The urge to face palm was so very strong that she couldn't believe that Alice was being so short sighted, believing that if she just ran around supposedly fixing minor issues and then leaving without ensuring there was no consequences then she proclaims to be a scalpel cutting away issues, "you aren't a scalpel Alice, you are a hammer and more likely to do more harm to the sick dog than actually curing the problems." Kat was being blunt now but she couldn't help it, the methods and plans from Alice were likely to cause more harm than good. She kept moving and maintained pace with Alice as they walked their way out of the area.

"No, I am willing to cut the problem out but I also make sure that the cut I make doesn't cause the dog to bleed out and die because I have run off to another part of the body. Death by a thousand cuts seems to be your method." Kat stated coolly as she breathed out slowly, "look, I get that you want to do good and admire the way you want to do things but the galaxy isn't as simple as you want it to be and there will be consequences to your actions even if you have the best intentions."

Kat stopped Alice in her tracks, "hey, you don't know Aaron's motivations. Yeah, he messed up with this medical supply but they might have threaten his life or his family's. You killing him outright means that you could be killing someone just looking out to save his family or his own life." Kat was angry at the guy since he didn't seek her help when he knew she was a former Jedi but she wasn't sure killing him would do any good when they don't know the reasons for his actions.

"Looking around this place, do we look like we have much of an option? If we did then we wouldn't be so reliant on the last shipment like we are. This isn't a planet in some faction's space that can get supplies from them. They rely on this corporation's willing to supply, and they can't afford to reject them no matter how screwed over they are because no other provider wants to help. If you want them to stop relying on GalactaCorp, find someone else willing to offer their medical supplies and support with no strings attached for us. I looked when supplies were low, there was no one else." Kat marched forward, annoyance was heavy in her body language.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

Being called a hammer she could deal with, being urged to give a damn about Aaron’s motivations she would not. The supposed idea of a family in shatters moved her none, the idea of this one person being more important than the bigger picture — yeah, no, that fell flat too.

“He forfeited his goddamn chance to appeal to any sort of mercy or justice when he stole from those who were weaker than himself, with or without reason. He still willingly put one life above all others, his own. He didn’t care about the very lives of the people that you were trying to save. He chose to let them die, he chose to let you work overtime on the bare minimum. I don’t have a single ounce of pity for people like that.”

They continued to walk. Now, Amea was in mood. Anger and indignant frustration made her blood boil as she extended her datapad before her. The display began to show three different buttons, each with the name of different less-than-legal distributors of just about every med that a place like this would need.

“Choose one, and I will front the costs until you find a better provider.” She said and held her hand extended to let the pad hover before Kat. “There is always an option, people are just too afraid to use them because at least these people are open about the fact that all they want in all of this is your money.”

She scoffed. “And no, they are not stolen from other sites. Some of them just genuinely do not want to pay taxes.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

Kat just stared at Alice incredulous. Did this person really have no compassion, how could you help people without understanding or empathising with them? It was just so callous. "No! He hasn't forfeited anything, people can change and better themselves because of incidents like this. It is called giving people a chance. If you kill every person that has made a mistake then you will end up murdering the entire galaxy. Some people deserve to be heard, deserve a second, third any number of chances they need. You don't have the right to just decide that a single mistake means he dies, or even ends up in the hospital which is already understaffed." Kat growled in frustration, this exact callous attitude to others was demonstrated by so many current Jedi and it wasn't helping anyone right now.

Looking at the datapad in front of her, Kat did smack her forehead, illegal funders were terrible idea. "This is a hospital, it can't get its supplies from illegal distributors otherwise it ends up being under threat of being removed entirely by the government if they even if a whiff of this." Kat was firm, if she thought that an illegal method would work then she would have attempted to pursue it but this needed to be by the books because this was meant to be a legitimate hospital with scrutiny from the government.

"If this suggestion could work, don't you think that I would have done it by now! I have a company that could buy from these guys and fund the hospital but even if I did that, if the government gets wind of what my company is doing and they end that chain of supply. GalactaCorp also has a lot of standing in the government so they can sway the government to remove funding and then it won't matter about a provider." The politics of working on these fringe worlds was frustrating and she hated every moment. Which was why she was wanting to jump into a exciting and risky mission.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

This was the mindset of someone who moved from one problem to the next. First Aaron would need fixing, then the poor souls who had to resort to a life of crime to get by needed to be fixed. The extortion was just a result of their mother not hugging them enough! The wanton violent crimes and robberies were to get enough money to fuel their rampant air addiction!

Really, it was frustrating more than anything but Amea was losing any and all intent to argue it save for this one small detail.

“Have you ever thought about how that might just be the problem in all of this?” Amea shrugged. “This idea of what is wrong and what is right? You have the option to fund this, you have the option to use simple means to fix an issue, and yet because a government has deemed it unsuitable, you are happy to keep your hands tied behind your back and act on bare minimums.”

Amea shook her head as she grasped the datapad that floated back towards her. Kat was clearly not interested in her solution and if anything was entirely opposed to it. She could praise the system all that she wanted, but there was no escaping the fact that the closer you got to the core, the softer the people got. The more a government meddled in things, the more convoluted life became. It was a disease, a corruption that told people that it was okay to bow over and take whatever it was that someone threw at them as long as it was this one special group of thugs who did it.

It was disgusting, it was hell, it was an illusion of safety.

But, one that would remain in place for now. Amea rolled her eyes for real this time as she caved in.

“Fine, we’ll do it your way no matter how stupid it is.” But she wasn’t going to NOT be blunt or at the very least childish about it. “The perps get to live, their oh-so-important and don't forget valuable lives means so much to us as a whole that we would rather not risk a thing! And while we are at it I will make sure to throw aaall of my rainbow sparkles at them to cover their retreat.”

God, it hurt to even contemplate this.

“Now let’s go! We have a probably-not-good-man to rescue and stuff.”

 

[Kat Decoria]

It wasn't that Kat wanted to save every person or even thought every person deserved to be saved, for the most part she thought that some were irredeemable and that people did bad things for no real reason. However, hearing someone's side is always important, if Aaron had no real excuse for what he did then she was quite happy to punish him very harshly. But if there was reasons behind his actions, reasons that meant that his hands were tied then Kat would be more forgiving. "I'm going to guess that you never started life as someone who helped others, but something changed, you changed and began helping others in your own unique way. Why can't Aaron change? Why can't we use him as a way to take down GalactaCorp for good since he will have contacts and information, if he is doing this against his will then he will provide that stuff without force."

"However, if you are correct, then sure. We punish him harshly. I just don't want to jump the gun and punish the guy before we hear his side of things." Kat explained exasperated. "Do I look happy to you about this all? No, I am fething fed up of people being useless or forcing me down a specific route. But this issue is out of my hands, I can't go around publicly making illegal trades that risks the hospitals funding and get the place shut down. What I can do is find information to expose GalactaCorp for corruption, withholding supplies and anything to take them down. Whether I obtain that evidence legally or not, that won't matter when the company is exposed for the chits that they are." Kat smirked, the idea of taking the company down or at least exposing enough dirt that the government can't ignore the issue was a solid plan in her mind.

Sighing, it seemed that Alice was going to be on her side, begrudgingly and with plenty of childish attitude, Kat remembered times when she had put on a similar front as well. "You know, you be much more attractive if you dropped the attitude." Kat poked her tongue out with the slight tease. "Keep the rainbow sparkles, they don't deserve that much special treatment. And if you are right about Aaron, I will buy you a drink or two afterwards. Hells, if you can convince me in a non-patronising way that my way won't work then I will even do it your way." Kat set a challenge for Alice, curious to see how she would react to that. Kat wanted to try it her way to show that hammering your way through things wasn't the only way and wasn't the best way to approach things.

However, she could fully accept that things often couldn't be solved unless you used a hammer.

Amea Virou

 

[Amea Virou]

Kat Decoria

A questioning glance fired off towards Kat. Did she really just say that? Did she really just pull the ‘more attractive’ card? Amea’s other brow rose to meet the other before they sunk again.

“You know,” She said and split her lips in a tooth grin. “My partner disagrees.”

So Kat was a flirt then? Amea stowed that one away until later. Maybe under other circumstances she might even have gotten a self-conscious blush out of Amea, but she was a woman of her allegiances, few as they were. That ‘partner’ was the only one with permanent blush permission these days.

“And hey, you may prefer to use your tongue, but I think we both know that ain’t how I roll.” Didn’t mean Amea wouldn’t fire back though. “As long as you keep those eyes up and on the road, your mind out of the gutter, and your hands by your weapon, we’ll be fine. You will see what I mean.”

They pushed into the warehouse and Amea immediately got low, put her back to one of the crates and slowly followed alongside it towards the nearest corner to peer further ahead.

“That’s Aaron, probably.” She said and motioned for a man in the distance handing some sort of package over to one of those rainbow sparkle deserving companions of his. “How do you want to do this, Sheriff Kat?”