Air flung outwards as the interplanetary transport slowly settled down onto the landing pad. The system's star was still in the sky, which complicated things. Markus would rather go in at night, but he reminded himself Mazda was unlike most places, particularly Uralic. The planet was relatively hot compared to earth, either tropical or subtropical temperatures year-round, save for the poles. It was a planet where tourism was huge, for the oceans and the relatively safe but beautiful wildlife. However, varying cities, particularly on the southern continent, were hubs of crime and rampant corruption. 

The vehicle had landed ontop of a vast structure of brutalist design, easily twenty stories tall, but still dwarfed by the vast sky scrapers. Above them, air traffic from the city's higher tier employees and the rich buzzed and swerved. The middle class congregated on the streets below, wearing the latest fashion of flashy, colorful jackets and streamline pants, walking over pedestrian walkways as sleek cars zipped by just below. Gangers lounged under bridges or near intersections, but the two mercs had found themselves in the nicer part of the city, which was one other reason the kidnapper's would not see their tactic coming. No one expected an attack at the heart of civilization. 

Markus spied the rendezvous across the busy street, a stylish white building with windows that looked like a black streak running up its side. At its base was a large paved square with a statue of the planetary governor's ancestor, standing like Washington on the Delaware. At the top of the building was a collection of sky tethers connected to make an orbital elevator that led to the orbital ten miles above their position. 

"Parking deck on the left," Jocasta pointed out, and Markus nodded, having seen it too. The transport behind them lifted off, the man not even giving them a goodbye, clearly wanting to vacate the area as quickly as possible. 

As they descended, Markus replied: "We'll need to keep out of the camera's eyes until we get in. Then we'll go to floor 3, lock the doors behind us, take them out and wait." 

"I'll handle the cameras." She assured him with a smile. Markus grinned, giving a look that said [i]and I'll take care of the rest[/i].

"If we live, you have to tell me why you chose to be a merc."

"Seeing as you promised me a drink and haven't paid up yet, we'll see."