Jason wanted to keep the number of people involved to a minimum and his profits at a maximum…but he had to make some concessions to safety. If Gunderson had caught even a whiff of betrayal, then they would move heaven and earth – not only to get the codes back but also to make an example of him.<br/><br/>In the end, he decided to fork over money to a ‘magical security provider’ from Australia - whom he had never met in person - to be there at the appointed time, in astral space, with a big ass spirit by his side to stand guard for an hour.<br/><br/>He planned to arrive a bit late, so as not to be a sitting duck all alone in his champagne room and ‘Last Shadow’ would take care of any magical threat, but he needed someone to have an eye on the location ahead of time to make sure that he was not walking into an ambush or sitting down on a bomb with all his shiny Gunderson inside knowledge and passkeys. And he knew just the right operative who could blend in perfectly with the dancers. Went by the name of Jackie. Jackie of all trades, that is. A chip slot and a Shiawase<em>Zen Competence</em>high-end skill wire system made her the most versatile asset he had on his books. As his commlink made the call, Jason wondered if she would be as thrilled to add an ‘exotic dancer’ chip to her beloved collection of abilities - as he would be to see her dance.<br/>