Sometimes the game runs long, sometimes it runs short, for me it just ran away. Naturally I can't say much about it, not with the nondisclosure agreement the government made me sign in blood. All I can say is I used to fall into the catch all word 'spy'. On my last mission I had one of those things we call an Incident. Yeah, it was not going to end well so I found a way out by claiming said Incident caused me mental health problems and it was an easy out for all of us. They didn't need to track down all my safety nets before disappearing me and I got to keep enjoying oxygen. Fair.

I went to business school to learn to be a receptionist and got a job working for Cassidy James in her Stroke shop. For those not in the know a Stroke is a predator who lets prey species pet them, sometimes naked. Now, I book the appointments for her and Dixie. It's a big change from my past life, but the hours are good, I work indoors and it's a lot quieter. That's my phone, got to go.