Edward McQuade

has an eye patch on right eye
‘Aye, my beat is this place, the men’s camp further in and two more farms on the other side of the river. This place is the worst, so I stay here most of the time. It would be a decent profitable farm if it wasn’t for that fucking Anjulie. She roasts about a woman a month at the moment.’ 
Samuel, intrigued, got up and walked towards the truck. An hour later this was where Father Nimite found him, 
sat in the back of the MAN truck as McQuade talked him through the intricacies of microwave communication. 
Later Nimite names the truck Big Brenda 
(make it a British army truck. Leyland? Dunno, but anyway. Ned and his truck were displaced in the reditus and then started working for the Red Cross) 
Family 
Possibly has two daughters 
He didn’t say much after that for a while as the person at the other end spoke. After a long pause he then started reading off numbers. Nimite recognised it as the coded part of the transmission. He then finished off by saying, ‘yeah. A couple of things. Do me a favour and pass on all relevant details to the church. They’ll want to know what’s going on. This will be the last transmission as we’ll be going out of range soon. Tell… tell my girls that I love them and to look after each other, ok? Just in case… Yes, I know… I know… I’ll take care. You take care too. I will. Over and out.’ 
On Religion 
‘Where you a religious man at all, in your army days, Mr McQuade?’ 
‘No so’s you’d notice, Father,’ McQuade admitted. ‘My sister was, but not one of the accepted ones.’
‘Oh, I understand Mr McQuade, say no more.’
Troposcatter 
‘Not much,’ admitted Ned with a shrug. ‘Last week I could at least make sure they got phone calls, but my troposcatter back to Evermarch is down, so I’m pretty redundant. I can mostly stop the burnings if I’m here, but my boss gets mad at me if I don’t visit the other camps.’ 
‘Troposcatter, what’s that?’ asked Samuel. 
Ned nodded over to what looked like an army truck with a satellite dish on it. 
‘Don’t let that dish fool you. It’s not satellites, it bounces microwaves on the troposphere layer of the atmosphere. Got a range of five hundred kilometres but is doing bugger all at the moment. The fucking receiver must be down again.’ 
His money (Chapter 6)
He now waited in a shady bench at the corner of the church yard while McQuade went to buy diesel for his truck. McQuade paid for his supplies from a stash of US dollars so secret that he had not even revealed to either of the priests where it was.
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT
He's with Nimite. Make him a bobby shafoe swaggering guy. Give him a few pages of backstory
about fighting muta or something
He'll probably die saving Nimite :D
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