Donovan's Bar and Grill - Renton, Seattle <<2072.10.02 17:54:35 >>
"You've been straight up with us, so let's settle this now." Delaney looks at the woman with him, "Pay attention Ginny.". The 405er smiles and returns his attention across the table focusing his attention on Reed and Jack.
Delaney clears the center of the table, places three empty shot glasses across and then pulls out a small bottle of whiskey, carefully placing it beyond the glasses where Jack and Reed can reach it easily.
"One", Delaney points at a glass, "Open affiliation. We mark the your place. Couple of the Hounds make regular visits, keep order. Your folks can become probationary, apply for membership. Usual 15 percent cut into the Slush fund. Your folks got useful skills, hacking Grid Guide, tracking KE, monitor transport runs, records management on gear."
Delaney slides the glass off to the side, "But your out of the way, new territory, marking it means fights."
"Two", pointing at the center glass, "Preferred business partners. Straight discount on services we ask for from you. From us, muscle, transportation, gear, same discount."
"Three, I send Ginny's bitches."
The woman reaches slowly for the last unbreakable polyplas whisky glass and slowly bites down on the edge shattering it. She stares across the table at Jack and Reed, chewing polyplas shards and a dripping bloody smile.
"So what are we going to drink to?"
