CHAPTER 2: A WEBB OF FEAR

August 16.

I woke up that morning with a bad case of keyboard face. The first thing I heard was a cheery voice telling me "You've got mail!" Yeah, I knew I had mail. I had put out some requests after my client left the chat room yesterday, and it was 6am - just when my MIT goons usually got done working.

The message told me just what I wanted it to: "Subject online name: BuffMuffin... Email account with: YuGo.com... Password: studly." Good old MIT goons. Talkative they ain't, but they come through faster than a 200MHz system bus.

I had just what I needed to get the trackball rolling. Looked like this case was gonna be some of the quickest non-porn cash ever made on the internet.

I wiped the morning drool off my mouse and got to work.