Neo sighs harshly as she stops into her apartment. That was a long job.

The client had wanted a copy of the design files from his competitor's servers, and wanted those same servers wiped in the process. Five guards knocked out without being seen, evaded ten more altogether, and wiped the whole camera system of any trace of her presence. She had to slip in during business hours in a black-haired wig, with green colored contacts, and then hide in an out of service elevator shaft until the middle of the night.

The payday was worth it, though, because now she's looking at a bank transfer in the high five figures, more than enough to take a few weeks off. Ruined the day of an arms merchant that sold to war-mongering dictators, too.

Better than having to clear up her late father's mess again, that's for sure.