Even after that riot, I’m so fragged that I could kill someone! Good thing we had that riot, or there’s no telling what might have happened to whom. Renraku puke boy is gonna take it in the face – hard. But I got time. He’ll know when, but I got time.
And Tina. Tina! Sticking up for him! Tina, sucking up to some Renraku corp pig. I would never have thought it. She was always better than that. I could imagine it of her miserable sad-sack of a father, Giles, but she always seemed to be able to con the old bastard into anything. At least she isn’t with that drekking puke Comistaris.
Phillip Comistaris, current VP and CFO of Thompson. “Just Phil to my friends.” As if the six-faced spineless wuss ever had any friends. He’d been after Tina since he joined the corp and was none too keen when she chose me.
“Hey, TROG –that is a good one, buddy- why don’t we go for a round of golf?”
Golf was fun, but the five guys that mugged us after the game were less so. I don’t remember much of what happened and then came around in the hospital. I only saw four but I got hit hard from behind at the start so there must have been another. Phil had been able to get away and call for help, but it had taken a while for them to come and I was what they had to play with ’til then.
I recovered but before I could begin my investigation into the attack – nobody gets away with that sorta drek with me, pal – I Changed. And my world changed, and then I was in prison for nothing and changed even more than my ‘friends’ knew.
It took six years, including my time in the joint, to find out who the ‘muggers’ were. I know them now and have ‘talked’ to twoof them. During our ‘conversation’, they admitted that they had been hired to ‘mug’ me but didn’t know the Johnson. Said there were no one else involved, but when I asked them about the hit from behind, they said they didn’t know. Too hopped up to know or remember much. Jase or Granite knew who had hired them.
Jase and Granite. Two street sams with ‘big’ reps they said. I know them now and we will soon have a talk. Renraku Red Samurai they are, but neither are that drekking hot, especially now that I am so much more than before. Hit me from behind, eh. Well, lets see if they can get close enough this time to do it again.
So much to do, so much to do. Now, where do I begin…