The chat with Stiff gave me an idea. I did a little computer magic, transferring the registration on his car to some rando pedophile who deserved a little karmic chaos in his life. I followed it with a stolen vehicle report with the police.
I spent an hour playing Capture the Flag against an Icelandic hacker named SquidCakes. He was competent. I was better. I'd watched his rise through the ranks over the last few months. He was learning fast. At the rate he was improving, he'd be a real contender by the time we matched again.
The match over, my lips curled in a smile as I called the police and reported my stalker ex in front of my place of employment. I asked for police intervention as I feared for my safety.
