it is a cool autumn day and the light is pouring through the tight cracks of the blinds. it is about 10:30 am and a man with hair down to his shoulders and circular glasses comes through the door. he takes a glance around the dusty room and finally i get the feeling he wants to do business. "livid?" he asks. "the one and only" i reply. he gestures to his briefcase and puts it on my desk directly in front of me on top of several newspapers. he cracks open the locks and before i even hear the hinges squeal it blows us up ending both of our lives in an instant.