[ It isn't that he anticipates a more equivalent forum for sharing if he offers up one of the many near-disasters of his last real 'job,' but opening the floor by being the first volunteer is better than being dragged kicking and screaming into being a victim. Besides, he has the feeling Stephen has seen scarier stuff than what they've encountered here, and it would be nice to meet somewhere in the zone of commiseration, even if they're just waving at each other from passing ships. ]
It was a few years back. I was working on something in Yemen that was pointing out into the middle of the Rub' al Khali. The competition comes in, kidnaps my partner thinking he's gonna have an idea of where the target is, they fly off into the desert. My-
[ Wife. Elena. He can't touch that. He can't go there. Nate doesn't trip over the thought and carries on without missing a beat. ]
Friend finds out they're planning on a long expedition, so they've got additional cargo planes going out there for scheduled drops. So the idea was: sneak onto the plane, hide with the cargo, ride one down, right? Piece of cake.
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It was a few years back. I was working on something in Yemen that was pointing out into the middle of the Rub' al Khali. The competition comes in, kidnaps my partner thinking he's gonna have an idea of where the target is, they fly off into the desert. My-
[ Wife. Elena. He can't touch that. He can't go there. Nate doesn't trip over the thought and carries on without missing a beat. ]
Friend finds out they're planning on a long expedition, so they've got additional cargo planes going out there for scheduled drops. So the idea was: sneak onto the plane, hide with the cargo, ride one down, right? Piece of cake.