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<blockquote data-quote="James Heard" data-source="post: 2200608" data-attributes="member: 7280">&quot;Professional integrity? Looks to me more like he's spooked, and if he's spooked enough to play this sort of game it's got to be damned scary is all I'm saying. We haven't found any FBI warnings about this dude out there, so that pretty much leaves industrial espionage and gambling. Gambling would probably show up in his bank records unless someone's screwed with them pretty thoroughly so that they get first dibs. Meds are big business,&quot; he rubbed his face thoughtfully. &quot;I wish we'd turned up some sort of usual suspect for whoever he'd sell this crap to. Then we could maybe just bluff and bluster our way into getting enough dirt on the deal to make it safe for him to come out on his own. I'm not looking forward to South America just yet, but I think it's sort of inevitable. Then we'll just have to dig up every root and fern in the freakin' jungle...&quot;Brandon paused with a thoughtful look on his face. &quot;Maybe we could just go visit the daughter in... Miami? South Beach should be pretty nice this time of year, and it's virtually mud and jungle free. Maybe the guy is just holed up really deep with some hooker in Miami?&quot; Brandon looked hopeful.&quot;What are we supposed to do if the people this guy is selling out to have guns to protect their expensive-as-hell investment? How much does it cost to make someone completely and utterly disappear, anyways?&quot;His rant over, Brandon seemed to slump in the seat ever so slightly.&quot;I don't want to get all Star Wars on you guys, but I have a bad feeling about this.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="James Heard, post: 2200608, member: 7280"] "[COLOR=SandyBrown]Professional integrity? Looks to me more like he's spooked, and if he's spooked enough to play this sort of game it's got to be damned scary is all I'm saying. We haven't found any FBI warnings about this dude out there, so that pretty much leaves industrial espionage and gambling. Gambling would probably show up in his bank records unless someone's screwed with them pretty thoroughly so that they get first dibs. Meds are big business[/COLOR]," he rubbed his face thoughtfully. "[COLOR=SandyBrown]I wish we'd turned up some sort of usual suspect for whoever he'd sell this crap to. Then we could maybe just bluff and bluster our way into getting enough dirt on the deal to make it safe for him to come out on his own. I'm not looking forward to South America just yet, but I think it's sort of inevitable. Then we'll just have to dig up every root and fern in the freakin' jungle...[/COLOR]" Brandon paused with a thoughtful look on his face. "[COLOR=SandyBrown]Maybe we could just go visit the daughter in... Miami? South Beach should be pretty nice this time of year, and it's virtually mud and jungle free. Maybe the guy is just holed up really deep with some hooker in Miami[/COLOR]?" Brandon looked hopeful. "[COLOR=SandyBrown]What are we supposed to do if the people this guy is selling out to have guns to protect their expensive-as-hell investment? How much does it cost to make someone completely and utterly disappear, anyways[/COLOR]?" His rant over, Brandon seemed to slump in the seat ever so slightly. "[COLOR=SandyBrown]I don't want to get all Star Wars on you guys, but I have a bad feeling about this[/COLOR]." [/QUOTE]

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