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DNA Prospector

┬й 1997 by Jerry J. Davis



James Gregson passed the last of the carnivorous trees and was
halfway through the clearing before he realized there were two men
in his camp. One sat on a log and the other on his chair, relaxing,
making themselves right at home. Not far away was a black and red
jeep, and on the jeep's door was the Bankrightk company logo.
One of the men looked up as Gregson approached. Gregson didn't
seem much of a threat; he was tall but good-natured looking, with
curly black hair and brown eyes. In his arms, however, was a long,
elegantly crafted electronic rifle.
"Look at the size of that stunner!" The man exclaimed,
laughing. He was thin, small, and had a pinched-looking face. He
wore an gray-green jumpsuit with what looked like 50
randomly-placed pockets, and had a name-tag that read, JACKO. "What
is it, a hundred years old?"
The other man, who was taller, rounder of features, wore all
black and was carrying a 10mm projectile pistol. His shirt bore the
Bankrightk logo and underneath was the stitched-in name RUDD. "We
hear you're really onto something, Gregson," he said.
"I don't appreciate you coming into my camp like this,"
Gregson said. "This area is staked and registered to me, and you're
trespassing."
"Hey, you don't have to go all huffy with us," said Jacko.
"We're here to offer you a position with Bankrightk."
"A job?"
Jacko nodded.
"Prospecting?" Gregson asked.
"DNA prospecting."
"For what? A salary?"
"Salary, expenses, and a cut. More than you're getting right
now---"
"Which is nothing," Rudd said. "We ran a check on your
account. You're broke."
Gregson powered up his rifle. The indicator lights flashed on,
startling the two men, who stood suddenly and backed off a few
meters. "I didn't spend my life's savings to get all the way out to
this hairball of a planet, live in a tent in a field of mud, and
eat gristle worms and drink peat water for a year and a half, just
so I could have a cut of what I discover."
"They're making you a generous offer," Jacko said. "It's not
going to be repeated."
"You can repeat it until doomsday. I'm here as an independent,
and whatever I discover is mine. A hundred-percent mine."