Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 32

~*Wardill Airport.*~

Gat had finally gotten in touch with Freddy's nephew Nicolas. He was in town, ready to meet with them. "Yeah, by the airport. See you when you get here." Gat hung up the phone.

"My uncle told me you were company to keep. Did help my uncle a fuckton. Thank you. Or have my uncle thank you. Either way, thank you. So is there anything that you are looking for, cause I have things you might not have thought of. Like these incendiary bullets." He walked over to one of the many tables in the hanger, filled with parts and gadgets.

Johnny followed with sheer curiosity. More that makes a man scream, the better.

"Also pipe bombs. I want to get them in a grenade but I accidentally blew up the storehouse a few years back, but I have it perfected now and I..." Nicolas went on, without so much as a breath. Johnny swore Freddy rambled on and it must be genetic.

Trying to tune the man out, Johnny was itching to just shoot him. But he was needed. His cell rang as Nic kept yammering. "Yeah? Hanger hold up. Nic, she's here." They both headed to the door to see where Kyouki was.

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The Saint leader pulled up to the far side of the airport, just at the tarmac, well away from security. There was a hole in the fence where she parked. She cursed the sudden chill in the air off the sea. Walking up the strip, phone in hand. Gat stood there watching her as she looked around.

He snorted before giving her direction. "Look up. Left... Left. Stop, turn around."

Spinning around finally saw where he was. "Eh? Oh!" Spotting Gat, she hung up, stashing the phone in her pocket.

"What up with you?"

"Why?"

"You seem to be distracted."

"Am not. This him?"

"Yeah. Nic. Ky. Ky, Nic."

They clasped hands. Another chill ran up. Nic escorted her and Gat into the hangar to get out of the cold. "Your uncle is Freddy. He used to be over near the docks. Is he ok?"

"Oh yeah, yeah. He just moved out of state. Left me his contacts, been with him from the time I was small, picked up a few things or twelve over the years. Told me you were company to keep. Did help my uncle a fuckton. Thank you. Or have my uncle thank you. Either way, thank you. So is there anything that you are looking for, cause I have things you might not have thought of. Like these incendiary bullets..."

Kyouki looked to Johnny, pointing to the man going a mile a minute.
He nodded. "Yup, just like him." Gat leaned in with a whisper, crossed his arms. Ky shook her head. One was enough.
Sighing, she had noticed the large, whatever, covered under the tarp in the hanger. "Hey uh, Nic question, what's that?" Diverting the man's attention to the large covered object in the middle of the hangar.

"Huh? Oh. Helicopter." Nic nodded as he looked over his assorted stock.

She slapped Gat across his chest with the back of her hand, a wild grin spread across her face. "Can I see? I just so happen to know a guy who can help me, who flies."

"Who?" Johnny asked, shocked.

"Not gonna fuckin believe it, but Tobias." She trotted over to the whirlybird, helping Nic uncover it.

"Shit. How bout that?"

"I know, right? I thought Laura was joking too!" Ky bounced up and down as if it was Christmas all over again.

The Nic-Nak-Man was written on the side of it. It looked inconspicuous, as it couldn't be more perfect for Kyouki. Nic had put the tarp on the other side of the hanger, coming to stand with them again, looking the heli over.