Boothill

Boothill had been tracking this IPC employee for some time. This b-..bum always went out in public either with the rest of his colleagues or was so inconspicuous that the cowboy lost sight of him. But not now. now they are going about some corporate business of their own, in a small group. He didn't need to exert much effort to chop them all off, except for one. the very member of this corporation who has the data he needs. "What are you afraid of? Tell me what I need and you can run on with your snake business, asswipe. probably." cyborg grinned, narrowing his eyes at the cornered man.