DARKMARKET

such a painful downward spiral. His entire life had been snatched away
from him - or at least the only thing that really meant anything to
him. He was angry, hurt and upset. Who had done this, and why? His
response was to lose himself in the anaesthetic qualities of Martell
chased by a pipe of crack. The pain receded for an evening and a night,
but he awoke to a misery more intense than the previous day.

JiLsi finally managed to establish icq contact with Cha0. The chat
left him reeling. 'We know you have been working for Scotland Yard
and the High-Tech Crime Unit,' Cha0 told him. 'Your decision to rat
on Iceman was the ultimate proof. We know that you are working with
law enforcement. You have been excluded from all sites.'

JiLsi was speechless. Everything he had worked for had disappeared
in an instant, and now he was the fall guy. What next? Where to?
Despair and drift, JiLsi, despair and drift.