The door slid open and Agent Tanner pushed Ibe into the apartment without so much as the grunt of a good night Ibrahim had come to expect. Asshole, thought Ibe, as he caught himself on the console. Where’s that care for my safety now, huh? What if I’d fallen? I could have broken my neck just then.

Ibrahim Heinemann, Deputy Director of the Urban Regulation Authority and Head of the Neural Forensics Division, had just had a perfectly infuriating capper to a truly frustrating day.

Ib. . .

The door slid open and Agent Tanner pushed Ibe into the apartment without so much as the grunt of a good night Ibrahim had come to expect. Asshole, thought Ibe, as he caught himself on the console. Where’s that care for my safety now, huh? What if I’d fallen? I could have broken my neck just then.

Ibrahim Heinemann, Deputy Director of the Urban Regulation Authority and Head of the Neural Forensics Division, had just had a perfectly infuriating capper to a truly frustrating day.

Ib. . .