Several hours ago, Mr Gray had been sat in his hotel room mulling over the text message he had just received on his secure mobile network. Yes, he owned his own mobile network, it was the only way he could ensure it was secure and beyond even Eva corps nosy snoopers. His services had not been requested for some time by the family and so he took his time to ensure the text was indeed genuine.

It seemed that Charon had been busy acquiring some very interesting businesses while daddy had been away playing, whatever games it was he played. It seemed, however, that Charon was more intelligent than most people had given her credit for and had balls bigger than most over endowed males. She was certainly keeping daddy’s money busy, so why did she need him when she had now acquired the whole of the Technocracy?

The last time he’d seen Charon she had still been very young and hot headed, maybe a little too hot headed but she was certainly brave, even then. He’d seen her perform moves that no sane person would even think of attempting but oddly had never seen her use any of them. He’d seen her move as gracefully as any ballerina but again she always used brute force in front of the camera’s. She was definitely the one to watch in that family and he had indeed kept his eye on her, even now.

What could she possibly need from him? He found out several hours later, they had met secretly and she had been brief and concise with him, exactly as he preferred, no emotion, no nonsense and the important details contained on a small encoded disc in a padded envelope. Once he got back to his place of work, he had scanned the disc and had then played it. Why the hell did she want him to do this?

His phone had pinged a second time, a notification that his bank account had been debited with well over $4 million dollars, transferred within the last few minutes, untraceable due to someone with a special encrypted routing program. A slight smile touched his lips, the game was on.

He now sat several miles from the Death Mansion, his laptops screen glowed an eerie blue and he watched as numbers seemed to tumble up and down the screen, even appearing to move side to side on the odd occasion. A small beep sounded and he looked at his watch and pulled the sleek black balaclava down to cover his pale face, he made sure his shoulder holster was in place and checked and double checked all his other weapons stowed around his body. He was dressed from head to toe in black. He sent something from the laptop to his handheld device, before that was stowed in another pocket and the laptop shut down and he disappeared into the darkness of the surrounding forest.