Information about Data Recorder from Sausalito named Meeting with Ms. Ducar.
Private Recorder of Weston Marx
Cass Ducar?
Weston Marx? You look nothing like your voice, dude. Good thing you’re not the ‘face’ of the frontier truth.
What a charming creature. Pleased to meet you as well.
Scrip, please.
You broadcast out of that thing?
It’s a mobile unit. Hellbugs, raiders, governments. I’m not the kind of gent that can settle down.
I believe this is the agreed amount.
Yeah. Where’s the scotch, old man?
Yes, of course, a bottle of old earth’s finest. There you go.
Uh, my dear, a bottle of fine elixir needs to be treated with a little more sophistication than that.
What.
Never mind. You seem to have a knack for finding yourself in the middle of things. You wouldn’t have any other little nuggets for me, would you?
I might. As long as the arrangement stays the same.
I gotta go. We’ll keep in touch.
