Bioshock Rapture Chapter 3 The First Age of Rapture Part B

Bioshock Rapture Chapter 3 The First Age of Rapture Part B

Why the…” Gorland leaned over the table and lowered his voice. “Just the Federal Bureau of Investigation, that’s who. Agent Voss is chewing at your rump!” Fontaine sat up straight. Gorland looked at him calmly, believing it himself, almost, as he said, “I got it from my sister’s best friend—she’s a secretary for them. Keeps an eye on things for me.” That was the secret to being a good liar—believing it when you said it. “So she’s typing up some kind of warrant, and there you are. Captain Frank Fontaine. Smuggling, it says.  Drugs,  it says.” “Keep your voice down. Anyhow it don’t signify—I gave up smuggling that stuff. Company I work for now is bringing me crazy money to bring my catch over by Iceland … long ways, but it’s big money. Safe and legal!” “You mean your deal with Andrew Ryan’s operation out there?” Fontaine shrugged. “Nothin’ you need to know about.” So he took the fish out there himself. Interesting. The exact whereabouts of the North Atlantic project would be on the charts in o…