The room was empty when I got in for the morning. It was time for the meeting but was the only one here. I got out my detapad to ask Daisy what the hell was going on. I looked at the wall screen come to life. It flashed digital images of my assistants at their seats working.

“What’s going on?”

They all jumped as I walked over looking over at what they were working on. I saw the screens flashing with market charts and data read outs for the day. “So how is the portfolio doing? Poorly I would guess. Carmon. What are we looking at?”

Carmon Indigo stared at me. “The portfolio is in the shit house for the moment and several of our employees have jumped ship to our competition but that’s not the major situation. We’ve just hit pay dirt. We got two sub-contractors snagged three high profile assets.”

I frowned. “Bring up a profile of one the assets and resalable value.” I asked and looked toward the wall.

I stared at the cruiser in shock. “Carmon is this-“

“Yes. It’s confirmed. It’s the original model and has the artifacts of the founders of the dream realm. All confirmed and we have offers coming in from private collectors. King Eddie Williams is the top pic.”

“It’s worth in the billions. Alright. Shit. First, who the fuck found this thing and did they acquire it through legal means that won’t get us fucked with Authority and the corporate tax gang for not cutting them a piece in the action? Bring up their ID images and intelligence on how they-“

“-No pictures on file just Letters. L.A. and O. A. and audio message.”

“Shit! Play message!”

“Carmon baby. We got a contracted bill of sale coming to you and a location of where we’re keeping the goods. You know the place Authority Square of 5th Street. We’ll be awaiting the pick up. Come on down and be quick about it baby. My brother got company business to finish up. Later.”

I sighed. “Alright. meeting is over. Carmon send a max prize we can get for the car to his majesty Williams. I need whatever people got left on payroll not hunting down contracts to meet me at the location. Meetings over for now. Call me back when you get answer on the price. I got a few words to have with this cowboy and his mysterious brother.”

I got already feel my detapad buzzing in my pocket as I left room and headed upstairs to where my cruiser was parked on the room of my apartment building. I put on my vizor and hit the receive button on the side. Dad’s image was frowning at me.

“Baby girl what in the hell are you doing? Your not a nomad anymore. Your a Corpo. Leave that shit to-“

“Fuck that shit. You hired them to find the people that jammed you up, didn’t you? I should have known it. I’m not letting them ace me out of the kill and I’m not Corpo. I want to rich and damn sure ain’t trying to sit back and wait while those clowns you hired have all the fun. I’m still a warrior Dad. The same as you.”

“Fucking hell! You ain’t mated yet and keep acting the way your doing the Nomads are going to come hunting you up to shackle you to some asshole I don’t know to get a hold on you. Nomad culture is basic down and dirty what the fuck it is. I told you going fully Corpo is your best-

“-and I told you I ain’t no Corpo. I’m get mated soon enough either to one of those cowboys you hired or to Mr. mystery man you keeping in your back pocket. I’ll leave you to decide. Later.” I said turning off communication. I raced upstairs to the roof.