The Shadows have never been safe…

but this is something different. Live long enough in this job, and you get to see a lot of friends and associates go down the hard way. Sometimes it’s in front of you, or you hear it from the getaway man that barely made it back to the safehouse with his skin. Other times you don’t know until the body turns up at the organlegger’s. Every now and then, you don’t hear anything… and you hope that somebody got wise and retired. Not like this, though.

No one’s talking about it, but everyone knows somebody that’s gone missing. By my count sixteen upstanding members of the Denver underground community have been completely wiped off the map in the past eleven months, and that’s just the ones I know about. Spellslingers, razorgirls, con artists, code poets and robotsmiths – the only thing they had in common was the way they earn their keep.

Someone is stealing Shadowrunners.

In case you’re fragging brainlocked, we’re not talking about people who go gently into that good night, at least not without major property damage resulting. Whatever is happening is bigger than one runner, one team, or one city. The only solution to it is pooling information, watching one another’s backs, and taking a serious look at the folks who feed our escrow accounts. If you’re getting this message, it’s because I need your help organizing and convincing the most paranoid, chaotic, and trigger-happy bunch of sons and daughters of bitches in central North America in order to prevent the possible extinction of our highly dangerous and illegal occupation. Please compose your answers in complete sentences; there are no stupid questions and no bad ideas, except the one that gets you killed.
Welcome to the brain trust.

VITRUVIAN

The Best and Brightest

AlanWiggs