"TRADECRAFT"
October 29, 2020
Mission 43 - 07:55:34
"Ghost"
TF 141, CIA
AMSTERDAM
The city of Amsterdam is bustling with morning activity. Price is seated at Cafe Gracht, watching the representatives of both Al-Qatala and Las Almas conduct their business meeting.
Price (using radio) :Bravo-6 to Watcher-1. In position at the cafe. Two at the table to my 3 o'clock, one cartel, one Iranian.
Laswell (in radio) :How cozy. What are they up to?
Price (using radio) :Conducting a transaction.
Laswell (in radio) :Electronically.
Price (using radio) :Affirm.
The scene shifts to Ghost and Laswell walking down an alleyway.
Ghost :They're paying the cartel for something...
Laswell :Let's figure out what...
Ghost (using radio) :Security?
Price (in radio) :Several.
Ghost (using radio) :I'll deal with them.
Price (in radio) :Well, don't take all the fun, eh?
Ghost (using radio) :hehe. Copy- Coming' your way now.
Laswell slips an improvised tranquilizer into Ghost hands.
Laswell :Syringe.
Ghost :Poison?
Laswell :Non-lethal. It'll take 'em out of commission.
Ghost :CIA shits...
Ghost and Laswell reach the end of the alleyway leading into the street.
Laswell :Welcome to my world... Use the needle on the guards and we roll up our cartel friend...
Ghost :And you?
Laswell :Exfil. Say when.
Ghost :Roger that.
Laswell and Ghost split up with the latter trailing behind the former at a distance.
Laswell (using radio) :0-6, sitrep?
Price (in radio) :Talking timeline.
Ghost (using radio) :When are they gonna f*ckin' move?
Price (in radio) :Tonight.
Laswell (using radio) :Stay on 'em- We need to know what it is and where it's going.
Price (in radio) :Copy.
Ghost and Laswell cross a bridge over the canal and spot two cartel members ahead of them.
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