CHAPTER 24
The Information Merchant had a partial list. He considered how to get that list to those who had hired him. Most people would’ve used a comm screen, or a secure phone link, but the Information Merchant took being careful to the extreme.
He thought about a face-to-face transfer, but determined that that wasn’t necessary at this stage.
Instead, he decided to use an old-tech method.
Slipping into an office building utilized mostly, though not exclusively, by humans and changelings, he dropped the envelope containing the data into a nearly full out-box while the receptionist’s back was turned, and sat down to read a newspaper on his organizer.
The automated mailroom cart came by ten minutes later, impeccably on schedule, and emptied the out-box.
It would be in the post within the hour.
Satisfied, the Information Merchant got up and walked to the elevators, heading up to a meeting he’d set up earlier that week.
He didn’t believe in leaving loose ends.
Especially when he was trading the most treasonous of secrets.