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"I can shed some light on that," came a voice from nowhere, echoing into the ears of both Taser and Fodem like a ghostly presence. "Introductions are in order. I am Anonymous, information broker, part time contractor for the Consortium. Mr. Maxwell's superior requires that you escort me to Allston."

Collin stabbed two eyes into the piece of wood he had been widdling. Stab. Stab. Stab. Like the never ending constant assault on his brain, stabbing and piercing always always [b]always![/b] Oh. He ruined the carving block. That was a shame. Discarding the piece he was displeased with, Collin produced a second wood block from his suit jacket. 

"Though I should advise you now, you will not see me. I never meet anyone face to face. No fret though. So long as you do your job, I will be there to do mine."

[i]I told you no onions on this burger! Jesus fucking Christ I spelled it out for you assholes! How stupid are you?!

Do do dodo. Mahna Mahna. Heh. Love that song. 

He's coding! Get the paddles, setting four. Clear![/i]