Something about a Freighter
Josh was celebrating. He’d found the cat-like female who hand’t flinched when she looked at him. His morph suit showed an expensive pattern. A finely coutured arm held a glass (real glass) filled with a not-inexpensive bottle of Terran whisky. The whisky bottle, a second glass, and a tray of hors d'oeuvres rested on his deck table which he had pushed to the end of his deck that was closest to Javian’s deck so that Javian, when he arrived, could reach it. Except that Javian was late. Josh was into his second glass of whisky when Javian finally arrived. “Where have you been?” “I spotted a ‘jeep 9’ hovering over the west bottoms. You just don’t see those any more.” “What’s a ‘jeep 9’?” “It’s the successor to the ‘jeep 7’.” “I don’t know what that is either.” “Seriously?” Javian was genuinely surprised. Josh was not surprised that Javian was genuinely surprised. “Nope. Not a clue.” “They’re short haul freighters for high density cargo.” “Well, who could forget that.” “Exactly. Their