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Elongated stars shrunk back into pinpricks as the LMI 14 came out of hyperspace and Cymbrecia's practised fingers danced across the control panel as she shut off various systems and initialized others. In the distance, she noted the large world which had become a temporary home to she and Kiryk when they had run from the law prior to her own incarceration.

"Ah, home sweet home," Curry's sarcastic tone brought a grin to her face.

"Where we're about to make a fortune," Kiryk stated from his seat behind her.

"That'll be nice too," the copilot added, though she noted a hint of skepticism in his voice.

"Land on our island, babe, then I have to make a call," he directed as she heard the metallic clank of buckles being unfastened and he leaned forward.

"Okay." Freighters and fighters alike cruised to and from the surface as the large freighter cut through the upper canopy of thick, white clouds then towards one of thousands of small islands that dotted the immense blue ocean in this area. Three continents were full of private ranches and a few cities, but most were areas that they wished to avoid. Corruption was rampant on this world and was also why Kiryk's employer was able to hide and make a fortune. Officials at all levels were in Meron's deep pockets and also the reason why Cymbrecia became nervous as she remembered Cosmo's threat earlier. Keeping her pistol close by was paramount now.

Soon, the mountain ribbed dot of green grew larger in their view and she piloted the ship towards the eastern side and found the small compound which hid within the mass of green trees. Beyond, a long tan beach separated their hideout from the waterline.

"Key in the code," she mentioned to Curry who was already doing so.

"Done," he commented, then glanced up to another monitor as she landed the craft in the large yard and perpendicular to the hangar.

"Here we are." Clicking off the engines and life support, blue eyes took in the two story house facing them and she hoped they would be able to enjoy it. At least for a little while, before leaving again. Kiryk was immediately up and she noticed him head for the stairway as she stood and moved to follow.

"You sure about this," Curry asked, then pushed himself up as well.

Cymbrecia nodded quietly, and continued walking. In reality, she knew her non-answer was as clear as quoting a whole line. The good thing was, her friends onboard didn't trust these guys at all, so no one would be caught off guard if things went south.

Once she descended the rampway, a warm breeze wafted up into the ship and greeted the crew who had been gone from here for over a month now. Although, it was hard to enjoy the scenery until she found out what this next job was and followed Kiryk into the house and left the others to mill about on their own. She closed the door and walked from a permacrete entrance to the polished wooden floors which reflected tan walls and dark wooden furniture. Most bought with stolen money or goods fenced in Brenn, the capitol of Genesia.
Inside the private, carpeted study, she moved to Kiryk who sat behind a desk whose glassy, black surface topped chrome legs. As she moved around to his side, the ringtone on the com center tolled in the silence.

"About time," the mature male voice answered. "Thought you'd never get out of that hole."

Kiryk smiled. "Yeah, it's good to know people on the outside that will help when you need them," he glanced to her and winked. "Which also means I'm ready to get back to work."

"Well, luckily your escape was chaotic enough that you still have a short grace period before the marshals are on to your trail. You may want to lay low for a bit and let me work some things out first before getting caught again."

"No faith in me? What's up with that?"

A chuckle erupted as Cymbrecia glanced to the blank screen which lay at the head of a small keyboard and was built into the desk itself. "Just don't need any of my people rotting in some prison barge when they could be making us all richer. I'll see what I can do for you, just enjoy the beach while you can."

"Alright, thanks Meron. I'll be here when you need me."

"Tell Cos to give me a call also."

"Will do." He tapped the 'OFF' button and sat back in the black leather chair. At least she would have some time to enjoy his company before heading off again.