The Troll's monocle glows blue again, lighting up one half of his face in the eerie half-dark of the corridor.
You see him nodding and grunting before the connection ends.
"Very vell, vee have had some "issues" with our computer systems here. Vee suspect vee have been hacked, and zat it has somezing to do viz ze Maxwell boys you so handily dispatched.
Vee vill pay you for von month for you vork here today, but vee request an increase in service from your boss, Mr Clerkvell. Vee vill need somevon viz technical skills to inspect our system, or vee face going out of business, and your payments vill dissapear with us.
Are vee agreed?"