Vanessa helped me back to the car.
It wasn't long before we began driving back up the road. About half way there Vanessa broke the silence, "that guy totally fucked up, didn't he?"
"Yeah," I agreed, "I get the feeling that some one wanted to relocate the stash, but he couldn't... so he called us to clear it out..."
Vanessa smirked, "I reckon that's right. Now, before we get to the clinic, we need to do a couple things. Firstly, a cover story."
"Alright."
"We'll stash our gear in the car... you're gonna have to ditch most of that... if you wear my jumpsuit, I reckon you could past for a motorcyclist who had an accident after the sun went down... and me well, I'm just a good Sumerian who stumbled across you on her way home..."
"A good Sumerian?"
"I've got this Phil, I got a spare change of clothes. But I haven't got a wrist computer or phone, to call an ambulance... catch my drift?"
"Cunning plan Nessie..."
"Of course, we'll need cover names too..."
"Alright, you're Veronica..."
"...and you can be Pierre..."
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