When I checked my email through TOR, I found the order embedded between geologic layers of spam. Even on a pirate bay account, the massive sedimentary layers of junk threaten to crush useful information into useless bytes. You’d think that the same spammers who use pirate bay’s servers would be a little more courteous. But this is what I have to do deal with.
The order was simple. Male. White. Twenties. I’m used to getting more explicit instructions; every now and then, I get an order that’s anonymous. Usually there’s a name attached. A dosier. Bare information about the delivery. Sometimes, I just get told anyone will do. When there’s a screening process, it makes life much easier. The Breakers do the research, I get the order, and the mission is on.
A breaker goes on a mission. Welcome to the machine…