<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/BronKonnar.jpg)</div>Location: The Lucky Magpie, Lounge Area<br/>Date / Time: Day 3, early evening<br/><hr/>"Yes, getting this done quietly should be in everyone's best interest. Now, the cargo..." The mechanic looked rather embarrassed for a moment, before he squared his shoulders and took a deep breath.<br/><br/>"Six packages, each one about this size..." He held out his hands to indicate a box about 8 by 5 by 3 inches. "Sealed plastic boxes, about 1 kilo each. That's all I know, but I have been guaranteed that they contain no living organisms, explosives, radioactive material or other dangerous substance. I'm just getting paid to hold on to the cargo until someone shows up and identifies themselves with a code phrase. I don't usually play post office, or deal in things I know little about, but the woman who offered me the job came with recommendations from an old friend.<br/><br/>"The only other thing I can tell you is that this was to fly strictly below the radar, so you won't find the packages lying around in the open."