The ladies were beneficial if a bit giggly. They were sharing some sort of joke that they found increasingly funny. I smiled, unsure if I was part of it. They gave me the details I required.
“You will need to go these coordinates,” the lighter-haired one said.
She handed me a small, crumpled piece of paper. I checked it, ensuring it was legible, and placed it in my pocket.
“And what about payment?” After all, that was why I was here.
“Good question.” It was the other lady this time.
“You will be paid through an escrow account. You should log in and provide your details today. It will be paid in bitcoin.”
“Excellent,” I replied.
She handed me a leaflet.
Some work for Tabitha to do later, I thought to myself.
The lighter-haired lady looked at me and smiled, “You better get going. Quite a lot of interest in this job.”
I headed down the steps, the place was even more crowded now, and forcefully made my way through to Tabitha.
“Time to go.”
I told her the details as we went to the craft. We didn’t really know what we were facing till we put the coordinates into the onboard computer.
“Damn it,” Tabitha shouted.
“What?” I replied.
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