Rico climbed out of the bed with a grunt and then walked to the bathroom. Glancing at the woman on the bed. "Get up, we have to work today." He ordered as he walked into the bathroom. He took a quick shower and then got dressed. As he was leaving the room, Edgelady, or rather Eve, was already pulling on some clothes.
He walked out and walked down the stairs passing several of the others who were waking up. He spotted Ivy and Artemis coming out of Artemis' room. That must have been where they were.
He arrived at the ground floor and went over to the garage. Arriving just as there was a fist slamming against the garage door. He walked over to the side door and opened it up. Looking outside he could see a truck that was unmarked with a man in a delivery uniform.
"Can I help you?" Rico asked and the delivery man looked over at him.
"I have a delivery for one Ricardo Bell." The man answered, "is this the right address?"
Rico stepped out and walked over holding out a hand while looking at the truck. "I do not remember ordering anything. Who sent it?"
"Umm… the notice just sent a note." The delivery driver shuffled and patted his pockets for a moment before he held up a hand and gave Rico the clipboard. "Sorry I forgot the letter in the cabin. Feel free to take a look in the back."
The delivery driver jogged over to the cabin. While Rico stepped up the back and pulled up the latch and then tossed open the back. It quickly rose up and Rico stepped back and whistled as he looked at the contents of the truck.
There were a number of armored cases. Along with boxes labeled as explosives. There were also several large pieces of reinforced metal. Some of them looked like riot shields, others looked like they were plates of metal. Then sitting in the center was a minigun, something that would usually be mounted on a helicopter or back of a vehicle.
"Okay here we are- oh my god." The delivery driver became slack jawed when he saw the contents. "I swear, I had no idea this was back here. I was just told to come and deliver the contents of the vehicle. Should we call the police?"
Rico scoffed and grabbed the letter out of his hand. "Nope. At least not yet." Rico answered as he opened the letter and began reading the contents.
[Dear Ricardo Bell,
We were cleaning the contents of our warehouse when we found some 'goods' that you might find a use for. We have taken all the proper precautions in adding the documents of ownership to the blue box near the minigun.
In addition, hidden in the back are some various types of ammunition. There are also a number of other things including contact information.
All we ask for in return is some time and consideration.
Sincerely,
Your New Russian Friends.]
This must have come from Waylon's girlfriend. Seems like this might be her way of saying thank you. Or trying to get in their good graces. Fortunately Rico did not really hold a grudge regarding what happened.
"Can you keep quiet?" Rico asked while glancing at the delivery driver who was still shocked.
"I mean…" The delivery driver seemed to think for a moment before the inevitable greed took over. "How much are you going to pay me to keep quiet?"
Rico climbed up and slammed the back of the truck closed before moving to the door. "I am going to open the garage door. Back it up to the entrance and I will grab your 'tip' for the delivery." Rico told him.
The delivery driver nodded and went back to the cabin.
When Rico walked in he found a sleepy Gearbox looking around in confusion. "Boss? What is up?"
"We have a delivery. Open up the garage door. Where is the cash stash in this building?" Rico asked as he closed the door.
Gearbox waved at an electrical box. "In there." He then moved over to a controller that was hanging from the ceiling and pressed a button. The garage door began opening up. "What is the delivery?"
Rico opened the electrical box and saw about ten grand inside. He nodded his head and grabbed three grand. Then he closed it and walked over to Gearbox, handing him the letter. "Goods."
"Boss this is in Russian. You can read Russian?" Gearbox asked.
Rico shrugged, "yeah. I am going to need you to check over everything before we use it."
"Understood. Does this take a higher priority over the vehicle maintenance?" Gearbox asked as the delivery truck began backing up until Gearbox gave a signal and it stopped.
"Yes, do this vehicle maintenance and then you can play around. I am only taking Artemis and Coin today. So you should be just fine with the extra help around." Rico answered as he walked over to the driver side and knocked on the window. The window rolled down and he handed over the cash.
Rico then walked to the back and began helping Gearbox unload the goods. "Y'know. Sweetie was wondering about setting up a proper clinic. We could help her out." Gearbox suggested.
Rico chuckled as he pulled a large and heavy box out and moved it to the area where they were putting these weapons. "Then you and Sweetie can sit down and come up with a proper plan. See if one of the nearby buildings on this block can be bought and converted."
Sweetie and Gearbox were going steady. Rico had been aware of it for a while and knew it was part of the reason they stayed in Gotham. They were looking to stay together. He was not against it. In fact it would give them something to talk about besides Rico's very active sex life.
"Um, are you sure boss?" Gearbox asked, clearly attempting to suppress his excitement.
"Go for it, My only requirement is that the roof can be converted so it can hold a landing pad." Rico told him as he glanced at a weapon and chuckled. "Besides we will need it since I do not plan on keeping us small for too long. Part of what Eve- I mean Edgelady is doing, is scouting out possible new recruits. All from various walks of life. We have a few freebies from our last employer that will allow us to expunge a person's record. We might as well use them."
"Okay, I will work with her on it after we finish everything else." Gearbox agreed in excitement that was no longer hidden.