O.S.B. was old school and proud of it. That’s how he got his
nickacronym, Old School Bob. You wouldn’t hire someone like that to hack into surveillance
cameras, but if you needed a mechanical safe cracked or something out of
someone’s pocket, O.S.B. could be your guy, if you had enough physical cash
handy.
It took me long enough to get it into his head what a floppy
disk was and why it would be important. But he promised to get it for me, and
he did, and left it in one of his usual hiding spots.
Green Park
fountain…
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