At least that was what the low-strength wireless signal suggested that bounced back and forth between the suitcase and the girl. It was too weak to be used as a homing signal from more than a few dozen meters away, but it would probably ‘scream’ at full power if the girl was separated from it. Even worse, some such document cases would destroy their contents if the lock was tempered with or the link was broken. He had a bit of experience with similar systems but he felt the task was a bit above his skill level, especially here, without time or tools. That presented a new problem: If he wanted to take the suitcase, he also had to take the girl.<br/><br/>The goons were of less interest to him, but he had to make them vanish for a while along with the girl’s car. Until he had figured out what was inside the suitcase and he could pick an employer to negotiate with – hers, theirs or<em>his</em>– he would have to keep them alive and out of communication. The girl and the suitcase went into his trunk while the goons got to ride in the back of the Beamer along with his activated<em>Orchestra 6</em>broadband bubble jammer. He knew just the right no-questions-asked automated towing service where he could park them out of sight for a day or two. It was unlikely that the two carried a transmitter powerful enough to get through the jamming field – and once he had disconnected the car’s main batteries, it, too, was too feeble to call home through the static. The lack of engine power also gave his towing order a bit more legitimacy.<br/><br/>With one side of the equation taken care off, Jason got into his own car and drove to his current hideout. He couldn’t move into his cozy Interfreight loft while he was still officially on the Gunderson payroll…but he understandably didn’t feel safe sleeping at his former employer’s corporate housing, either. So, for the moment, he did like a Shadowrunner and was shacking in some shitty, run-down but<em>anonymous</em>downtown tenement house. The pretty courier was dozing peacefully on his couch while he worked. He had smacked a strong tranquilizer patch on the girl’s ass and it would keep her soundly asleep for a few hours while he made some inquiries about her identity – and tried to subvert the maglock on her suitcase.<br/>