Jacob taps the desk impatiently as he waits for his e-mail client to finish logging in. He considers another cup of coffee to ward off the night chill, but his nerves already have him on edge. ...His nerves, and the people who ransacked his office and have been trying to kill him. He hopes they haven't cracked into his e-mail account yet. The friendly chime of his e-mail client is echoed by the... [click here for more]
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