"Got it, sorry Boss," Eric called back, gaze not leaving the road in front of them. Shit, not like he could stop the sharp turns, since they were sort of running from the cops. He did slow a bit more as they reached a turn though, now knowing they needed whatever this cargo was. The man gave a slight smirk as he heard her mention one of their new partners, their comm and computer expert, the lovely Kammi. He shook his head a bit to move his longish purple-hair back from his face after a part slid to cover an eye. Damn hair, maybe he needed a cut.<br/><br/>Eric looked to the side as he saw her form slip into the window, grinning at her. "Why thank you, I'm glad I could prove my usefulness," he said, turning once more, a bit slowly to save the cargo. His foot slammed the pedal to the floor, now on a long straightaway. "Hope she works quickly," he muttered, looking into the mirror at the glaring spotlight and flashing lights of the hover vehicle. "Got it Boss, where's she at?"