Benjamin Tops.

That was the name is contact had given him. It was lucky they'd even met. Rudolf had almost gotten distracted by a most interesting commotion in the hanger, but had quickly pressed onward so as not to miss his deadline. The contact had made his way back to the hanger to the safety of the Baskerville Securities ship that had carried him to Vegas and now he had a lead. If he could find this Tops then perhaps he would find a list of the mans suppliers, maybe a solid link to the whole obscure black market organization. The talk of the mans connection to Sphinx was of no consequence and didn't deter him. The luddites didn't even utilize Baskervilles so Remmy should have no problem with potentially losing a market when Rudolf shut this man down. 

Rudolf thought about how to find the man, and decided that with a dearth of other leads the mans enemy would perhaps be the best place to start. That would involve going all the way to the top though, because of course Mr. Benjamin Tops was the ambition sort. He wondered how won secured a meeting with Mr. Hut?

Hmmmmmmm.

Where had he heard that name before?

He pulled out his PDA again, bringing up the Companies client list and searching the mans name. His hunch paid off. They had done a custom job for Mr. Hut around four years ago. Rudolf had personally worked on this particular Baskerville. He'd even met the man, briefly, during the familiarization period. In his file was the emergency contact information he'd supplied the company with, in the case something was found to be wrong with his purchase on their end. He leaned back against GG and dialed the number, wondering absently if the man remembered him.