| From: | Greta Kliest |
| To: | Peet |
| Date: | 18, 8:47 |
| Subject: | Re: I can already tell… |
Hang in there, Peet. It should be over soon.
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Yeah, this isn’t going to work out.
I thank you for your kind offer, but I currently have no unfulfilled data pylon needs. However, I have referred your offer to a friend I believe is interested. You should hear from him Monday.
I’ll give it a shot. Thanks for the tip.
I told you I’d think about it. But I think I can help. I assume this should be considered personal?
There’s not really anything I can do about the little shit. He’s Cornelius’ man in my department, and he’s made obsequiousness an art form. All you can really do is grin and bear it. There is one thing: he’s got a fairly short attention span, and he’s not good with the jargon. Dial up the technobabble and you can probably manage to bore him until he goes away.
What do you think?
On my way.
I’ll explain more there.
Greta, it’s Benzi. Benzi Leonidas. I’m using this alias to contact you because I think that they can read my ordinary email. Look, it turns out that the angel investors who helped me get going were not so much angelic as, well, criminal. They’ve got my family, Greta. And there’s something on that data pylon that they want – it’s not your job, but it’s on the same pylon. And they don’t really care about collateral damage – that’s how the only copies of this stuff wound up on that one server ship. I’ve been trying to persuade them that it’s lost, but it’s not. I’ve attached the coordinates and planned path of the server ship – maybe you can manage to retrieve it before they do. If you can, I can get out from under them, and pay you back somewhere down the line. Please, Greta? I really need your help.
I wish you’d told me this sooner. Peet’s already pissed off about it, and I get the impression he wants me to get rid of Gerrit. Not that I don’t like the idea, but I’m guessing Andersen would take a dim view of us killing his favourite minion. Can you talk to Peet, and see if you can’t smooth this over?
None of that’s a problem. The accesses I’ve done already, and the office is being set up as I type this. Only problem is, it’s being set up for two. Corny’s insisted on having Gerrit Sollivan in there. He says it’s to “assist” Peet, but we both know he’s really there to spy for Corny. You should warn Peet before he gets a nasty surprise tomorrow morning… …except you and him have both gone home, and I’m talking to empty air here, aren’t I? Oh well. Hopefully you’ll get this in time tomorrow. |
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