Marcus Becker-Garrick was crouching behind the desk in the Bank Manager's office in fear, on the phone with the police; then the communication ended abruptly, the phone emitting nothing but silence. He wondered how that could have happened for a split second, then looked up and saw a female felinoid in light non-'mech combat armor, what looked like a heat vision visor and holding an open MICRA Leatherman look down at him with a confident smirk. Oh, shit he thought,within a split second, she musta cut da phone cable. He then tossed down the phone handle, leapt at the felinoid using his weight and her weight to knock her down, then got up, ran out the door of the office, down the stairs, out the bank doors, and wobbled into the street.
    Marcus Becker-Garrick was a hacker, one of the best in the urban sprawl of Southern Ontario and Washington. He also had little common sense, always paying too much for equipment, taking loans from the wrong people, never paying said loans; one such loan was from a shark in service of the local Mafia, add to that an attempt to hack into the Mafia's Intranet (yes, they were actually that well established,) to erase all evidence of that loan, and he ends up with a bounty hunter on his tail, whom he encountered while performing a job for one of that Mafia group's enemies (another bad call) in his "office", a tiny room in his house where he did his job, where he leapt out the (closed) window, (he still has the glass cuts,) into his car and screamed towards town, remembering to zigzag to avoid her shots (felinoids can only go as fast as 50 km/h). Finally, he managed to run into a bank, leap over a teller booth (which surprised him, since he is quite overweight), up the stairs to the bank manager's office, grabbed the phone, pressed nine for an outside line, then 911 for the police, then we saw the scene where we started our story.
    Back to outside the bank; he was on the run, nowhere to turn to--he was usually in financial distress, taking out bad loans, paying them off by doing jobs for his creditor's enemies; plus, in doing that he had crossed a lot of people--then, finally, found an alleyway near the local heating plant, hoping to confuse the cat's heat visor when he bumped into somebody.
Edited by: [url=http://pub30.ezboard.com/brpgww60462.showUserPublicProfile?gid=lorincdm>lorincdm</A] at: 6/11/03 3:52 pm