Isaac Sarason is a skilled hacker formerly employed by British Telecom-Sprint.
With his health failing, Isaac did the only thing he could think of: He ran.
He found a haven in a working class district of the City known as Little Russia.
There Isaac took on a new name: Ishmael.
Within hours of his arrival, he was embroiled in the affairs of a brutal member of the Lomidze organized crime family known as Leo.
Convinced by a longtime friend, Frankie, to flee from his commitments to the Lomidze family, Isaac found himself hunted by the ruthless Leo.
On a rooftop, far from witnesses, Leo murdered Frankie.
Only through the use of his skills as a hacker was Isaac able to drive Leo off.
Now wounded, alone, and far from help, Isaac depends of the kindness of strangers.
What do you do when the only way to save those you love is through the use of Proxies?
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33 We slipped out the door into the hallway beyond.... 34 We passed from the industrial dimness of the Amosov Catfish Farm into the blinding white of a snowstorm....
32 I woke to a foul smell under my nose. I gasped, torn between sleeping and waking....
29 Things were moving fast as I finished my call to Kote Kazbegis parents, Nonas paternal grandparents....
27 I checked the clock. It was closing rapidly on two.... 28 It was time to shit or get off the pot....
25 I woke with a splitting headache. A spear of sunlight fell upon my table, highlighting my breakfast....
22 Nightmares wrapped me in bonds as tight as the sheets I twisted in mockery of my dreams.... 23 Rama contacted me while I was watching Nona sleep off the effects of a taser....
21 I must have drifted off. The sheets wrapped around my hands as they were most times I slept....
19 I rested for an hour, my hands idly navigating me through the brotherhood archives.... 20 With Leo, David, and five random guys phones tapped, there was little for me to do but wait....
15 Fatima held a small device to one of my interface ports. Your implants report usage. Have you been using them? ... 16 Visions of Leo came to me at all hours....
14 The alarm on the Opemipo-null scattered a fever dream of rooftops under a darkened sky with Leo pursuing me endlessly from hiding spot to hiding spot....
11 I worked my way through my recording of my phishing expedition through the BTS phone network.... 12 I woke with a pounding headache. The room was blurry. A wall of gray lace blocked my view of the room.... 13 I reestablished my link to the network using a path even more complicated than before, though I still terminated in the Red Square switch....
8 Days passed as I recovered the tools I needed from the brotherhood forums.... 9 Leo has Nona, Fahran said, as he brought me my evening meal....
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5 I was playing with the Opemipo-null when Fahran entered.... 6 So I lied to them. I hadnt seen Nona since I spotted her through the security cameras over a week before....
1 My life became a series of dark rooms; windows painted over, ever-present dust, never a gleam of sunlight or breath of wind. My only companion the flickering glow of the Opemipo-null in my glasses.... 2 Lentils. Lentils and eggs.... 3 You are awake. Good. The speaker had a strange voice.... 4 I attended St. Oheas School for Boys from pre-school through the completion of my matriculation exams, but never thought of myself as religious....