The elf next to Kanae nodded.  “Yes, I’ll help.  The financial gain from recovering a single system like this is too much to ignore.”  The Johnson shook his head when Kanae asked him if there was anything else he’d like to communicate.  “No.  Not from my end.  Anything and everything else is up to you.  Just one thing…my employers are getting antsy.  It’s not required, but highly recommended that you leave your message at Stoker’s within the next forty-eight hours.”  He did not look happy at all.  Guess he’d figured this meet and greet would just be ‘I tell you what to do, and then you go do it without asking any pesky questions.’  Which was odd, considering he’d called for runners of high caliber like her and Pathfinder.