I screwed up once too many times, ending up back where I started, in a little café on the edge of the seedy side of town. Only now, thanks to my having to beg for my job back, At my boss’s mercy. It would be a shame if someone blew this place up. Then again, that would mean I would be out of a job, again. If only I had listened to my mother about not trying for more than my station allowed. Authors Note: this work will likely be a bit intermittent but I needed a break from writing my other story. This was just the most recent plot to go across my mind one day and seemed interesting enough. Now I just need to write it.