Friday June 20, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Part I: Wet Feet


Ennesby:Don't feel bad, Thurl. I live and breathe to migrate and execute code between disparate systems.
Ennesby:Besides, these Credomar icewalls have more holes than a colander store. They've been hacked so many times my biggest hurdle was getting in without the rest of the intruders seeing me.
Ennesby:Fortunately, I'm very, very good at what I do.
Captain Tagon:I just got a text ping from Efrim in Southport. "Peek-a--boo, I see you."
Ennesby:Ah, I see my plan for identifying the other intruders has already borne fruit.