It's a rainy day in Seattle, the autumn wind chilly and piercing to the bone. People huddling beneath worn clothing as they make their way down the streets of the metropolis.<br/>Some lucky people working indoors, or just having the luck of getting a job offer. The crowd sitting at the Grim Reaper belongs to the latter category.<br/>The Reaper is a well-known bar to those in the know, the owner and bartender of the establishment a man with many Friends With Exotic Goods To Spare<sup>TM</sup>. His wife and bouncer, the Night One Samyah is also well-known in the Shadows for being one tough Adept.<br/><br/>The main room is about 40'x40', with tables placed at irregular intervals with each having seats for five people. So when the group of people number six, one will have to stand. And it sure ain't hell isn't the Ork wearing poorly fitting clothing that makes him look like an old PI from a simvid.<br/>He looks like he's not gotten sleep for a few weeks at least, and before him stands a mug of StarBucks soycaf and a soyburger from the menu.<br/>"Always enjoy these places...Lends a bit of nostalgia to the setup. Name's Ringo, and that's about all you'll get out of me. I'm no-one important working for a woman who'd like her kid back. My client is a widow who lost her husband in the Second Crash, leaving her with only her son left. Well, little Timmy went missing last week, and Lassie can't find him. Which is where you all come in. Miss Knives, you run a PI business, and as such you have contacts my employer doesn't. The rest of you are...Insurance."<br/>Hours earlier, each member of the group gathered had gotten a message; to Knives it had come embedded in a Matrix challenge, to Wolf it'd been through a contact from another job who'd heard a Johnson needed runners for a quick and easy job. The Twins had gotten woken up by a call, a friend asking them to go in her place as she was spending time at the local Street-Doc recuperating. Finally, Oreine; a terrified courier had somehow managed to locate her and delivered the message, sworn he'd not tell anyone about her and then hurried off.<br/>