Brian had been holed up in his condo for a month, training. waiting, and (mostly) holding his breath until he heard back from the brainiac hacker vampire he'd just trashed to earn his last payday. The fact that there had been nothing, no sign at all, was starting to get to him. Was this the vampire's revenge for Brian taking up arms against him? Silence? Boredom? Uncertainty? This used to be his free time. He would do all sorts of unsavory shit just to earn a month or two of real food and total relaxation. He'd ruin some corporate lab boys' life just to earn enough scratch to be a useless piece of shit for a while.. but now, he couldn't feel it. Maybe it was a result of being out on the job instead of just working by remote. He hated going out into the world for just that reason. The world would reach out and remind him who and what he was. It's grasp was as long as the sky.
His comm chimed.
<@Operator: "Hello, Black Box Solutions. Problems go in, Solutions come out. This is Mike, what's your boggle?">