Flash told him who she was to deliver the package to: A pirate named "Bunker Tim" in southern Florida. The cylinder was good for a week on its internal batteries, unless opened. Kind of weird, last he heard from Gunderson's secret reports the pirate had tweked the mob's nose by boarding one freighter they had valuable cargo on. Not someone one would send a lone courier to, usually.<br/><br/>While Flash, who had an induction datajack, not that this would help her, with the chip working through skinlink, was experiencing an orgy - her body was relaxed due to the chip's overlay, but he could smell her arousal rising rapidly, growing wet in record time - he called InterFreight. Glenn took the call by the time the girl was drooling and dripping juices on the seat.<br/><br/>The ExEc was glad Jason had shown initiative, but didn't see a good reason yet for InterFreight to get acquire that cylinder without more intel. He left it up to Jason how to proceed further. He didn't ask at all about the current run, security (and plausible deniability) at work.