Southern Cross by Windstar

Julie scowled in confusion at that.
"What promotion?"
"I was going to head up Majestic, but Whittecker got it instead."
"Major, you can't blame that on being stationed in New York."
"Oh yeah? Watch me, Julie."
Julie watched the shadow land with a bemused expression. The Major had odd ideas on
occasion, but he was a good man.
"Who are we going to visit?"
"A company that Betty sent us some info on. It's called Gentech. Judging by its tax statements,
it's a pretty big company. Headquarters are downtown, near the twin towers."
Seeking the link to her ship self was not instinctive yet, but it was getting there. She wasn't as
quick as the First Guardian to search through that link from far away, but that would come as
well. The amount of information stored in Southern Cross's data banks still surprised her though.
"It's going to be a bitch getting down there through the traffic."
"Ha, traffic? Who said we were going by land?"
The shuttle gently touched down at Newark airport before Julie could ask what he meant by that.
She gave him a slightly confused look though as she followed him out of the shuttle's hatch and
down to the tarmac below. An army helicopter a few hundred feet away began to spin its blades
as she watched. Julie glanced at the Major with a questioning expression and he grinned.
"I called in a few favors."
"Oh yeah, and we all know how much I love helicopter rides. Those stupid Osprey's are bad
enough."
Grabbing their bags, they both hunched over against the wind and hurried towards the waiting
helicopter, her four Honor Guard members grimly falling in behind her.
"Ecuador was a fuck up, no way around that one, Julie
Julie winced at that one, and decided to ignore the memories that comment stirred up.
"Let's just get this over with."