Cap Mandrake
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Joined: 11/15/2002 From: Southern California Status: offline
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**************Communication Shack, FOB, Mai Tai, Papaete, Feb. 12 (substantially later), 1943(c)************ FAM (on radio):...where are you, I need your help on a legal matter, over. IDC, esquire: Sydney, over. FAM (on radio): Sydney, didn't know you guys had an office there, over. IDC, esquire: We don't. I'm working on a lease back arrangement on Nautilus, over. FAM (on radio): Nautilus, you mean that thing from Jules Verne? It's real? over. IDC, esquire: No, it's one of your SST's, over. FAM (on radio): SST? Ah, never mind. Can you help with the legal issue, fast? Over. IDC, esquire: Is this about the 4th rotor? Over. FAM (on radio):. Damnit! How the Hell did YOU find out? Over. IDC, esquire: Fellow in a bar. Think he was from Resolution or something like that? Over. FAM (on radio): Is that a magazine? Holy ****! Over. IDC, esquire: No, battleship. Let me guess, you had a visitor, Over. FAM (on radio): Yes, and he brought two big guys with him. Over. IDC, esquire: Look, as your counsel, I advise you to get to Pitcarin as soon as possible. Tell nobody. Over. FAM (on radio): Even Moana? Over. IDC, esquire: No, especially not her! Assume you organization is compromised. I'll send a PBY. Hairy guy piloting. Do you understand?...............
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