Well, I didn’t do anything but that was a good thing, because I was there for extraction in case things went sideways. The run was to kidnap the CEO of a tabloid-like media provider from a party to get a sex tape that was being used to blackmail somebody and make sure it no longer existed on their servers. We got him by misdirecting his bodyguards and drugging him to reveal his passwords, then using his commlink to purge the files from the servers and get the job done. I just had to sit there quietly, waiting for my cue that didn’t come, the phrase “pink mohawk” over the commlink. That was my cue to blow up anybody not our target or on our team and cause as much chaos and destruction as possible to cover our extraction from the scene. But the techs and mage did their jobs to perfection, so I didn’t need to do my job at all.
After the game ended, I caught the end of the Cup race in MI, (congrats again to Kevin Harvick), then caught yet another NHRA race from Indy. Then I did some emails, and then I finished this post.
So busy day with much social interaction and much internal combustion, and then this.