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The Silver Angelista

Candylyn

"Come in Mr. al-Walid, please have a seat."

"I thank you for your hospitality Mr. Warren."

"I am sure you have a lot of questions, namely why a man like me would need the services of Mercs like you and your partner?"

"No. You would be surprised by the number of 'men like you' we have worked for over the years. I am only curious about the reason why you are offering two Mercs, seasoned or otherwise, over 60 million to capture someone? For that fee you could have hired a small army of better equipped Mercs Mr. Warren."

"That is true Mr. Al-Walid, but few Mercs, better equipped or not, will hunt my target with the same passion that you will."

"I ... will hunt this target... with passion? Oh really? You seem so certain about that? I do not keep enemies Mr. Warren, I destroy them. And as of this moment I have no enemies. So who could you possibly want me to hunt with such passion?"

"Mr. al-Walid do you have kids?"

"Yes, three."

"A daughter?"

"Yes, Dolcenia."

"Bet she's the apple of your eye. I know you didn't come here to talk about your kids..."

"No I didn't."

"... I understand. But, you see, I want YOU to understand... I had a daughter... once. Her name was Sharon. She was beautiful in a way you couldn't imagine, but strong and fisty. We called her Shazza, it suited her far more than Sharon. I named her after my Mother, a saintly but weak willed woman. Shazza was nothing like her though. Shazza was hellraiser, if there ever was one. I learned that first hand. When she fell for one of my Foremen, a spit named Zeke. I tried to... stop him from taking her away from me. In retaliation she sold all her shares of my company to a rival and took off with the money. Rat bastard almost took over my company too. But I handled him. Like I wanted to handle Zeke."

"Now you want us to what hunt him down so you can kill him? This Zeke fellow?"

"...No... he's already dead. Like my Shazza. I want the man responsible for THAT. I want the man that killed my little girl... and 37 other people. And if my information is correct one of the Man's victims was your Father, the Honorable Imam Mohammad al-Walid."

"My friend, Monsters killed my Father. Demons. When Satan found that he couldn't corrupt my Father he sent his own personal lap dogs to kill him..."

"One Lap Dog Mr. al-Walid. Richard B. Riddick."

"Riddick is dead. I read the reports on the crash of the Hunter- Gratzner. The only survivor was the Pilot. Carolyn..."

"... Fry. Yes, a lackluster career pilot who was one fuck up away from being canned by her bosses. Come on Mr. al-Walid think about this for a moment."

"What is there to think about? The ship crashed on a planet with hords of flying beasts that knew only to fight, reproduce and feed. That behavior is very common among animals I have heard. Carolyn Fry, my Father, and a young Girl survived the crash. Father and the Child died on their way to an escape Skiff located in a settlement. Carolyn Fry..."

"...Survived. Flew to Arabesque Station just outside New Mecca. She weaved a fabric of lies so tight and well thought out that you couldn't wedge a stick pin in it. But it's amazing how even the best liars fuck up from time to time. The facts are that Carolyn Fry helped save Riddick from the Authorities. And she still is."

"Is that a fact?"

"Yes, it is. According to my intelligence, Riddick's 'handler' a Merc named William Johns made arrangements with the Captain, who didn't tell his crew anything."

"So?"

"So? ... So? Mr. al-Walid you claim to have read the report yet you have obviously missed her slips. Then again so did the Police and the Investigators."

"Slips?"

"Yes, Pilot Fry made references to Riddick dying in the crash several times before the Interviewer said his name."

"..."

"Mr. al-Walid? ... According to data from the Captain's Communication Log recovered when the HG was savaged, Johns had contacted the Captain before the ship left Seti Station. The Communication Log Recorder was on during their conversation. I'd assume the Captain would have wanted a record of the deal he was making with this Johns in case the Merc tried to weasle out of it later.

Johns requested a pick up for himself and his 'package'. The Captain agreed to do it for a sizable chuck of the bounty on Riddick's head. Johns informed him not to tell the crew because they might want a take of bounty as well."

"The Captain agreed?"

"Of course. The Captain would not have risked any of his profit by telling the crew. No matter how much he may have trusted them."

"Maybe My Father or the Girl knew? Maybe there was paperwork about and Fry found it after the crash?"

"Come now. The more logical explanation is that Riddick survived the crash. Maybe Shazza as well. Maybe they all survived the crash? Maybe Riddick and Fry left everyone on that planet to those flying nightmares and literally headed off into the sunset?"

"Maybe there are too many maybes in your statement?"

"Okay. You want proof? Fine. Open the file in front of you. You will find a photo of Carolyn Brooks and her husband Malcolm Brooks. Tall, dark, handsome and oddly Riddick-like. We got that from a gateway camera on Hurrier Station off Mercury Colony. The pix is a little grainy but if that ain't Riddick I'll eat my derby.

After she gave a statement to her employers and cashed a very sizable check they issued to her, Carolyn dropped out of sight. Rumors abounded that she'd married a miner from Ori Major named Malcolm Brooks and bought a ship called the Quicksilver. What little we know about her is that she transports New Settlers with questionable papers to the Outer Colonies for a hefty fee. But we can't even confirm that."

"..."

"Yes, Mr. al-Walid, Riddick is alive and that survallience picture proves it. Now think about this. The ship crashes. Night falls. People are dying; if not by Riddick's hands than surely those creatures' talons. Riddick is the only one who can see in the dark. Carolyn cuts a deal with him to save herself."

"Why would Riddick want the baggage?"

"She probably figured that if she lived Aliied would pay her a fuckload of hush money to keep quiet about their piece of shit ship crashing, especially after the Government had ordered the flying wreak decon-ed only days before it left Seti Station.

She promises to help him hide, start over, whatever. He's a man, she's good looking, blonde, nice tits, and he needs the cover she can provide if he wants to stay out of Slam. And he has... for the last six years my Daughter's Murderer has enjoyed his life. I'd like to put an end to his pleassure once and for fucking all."

"So Riddick lives?"

"While your Father rots. He could be a steaming pile of shit after being churned up by those creatures. Ever seen one? They'll eat anything, dead or living."

"I would prefer not to think about it, if it is all the same to you?"