"Wish I could.  All I know's the name.  And that he does work for the Mafia on a semi-regular basis," she replied to Tomoko.  "Alright.  Drop me a line when the job's done.  I'll show up with...oh, hang on."  She took out the little pen-sized credstick.  "Got your commlink?  I can pay you a thousand as an initial bit now."  A thousand nuyen wasn't so bad to lose if she never got her gun.