Wence’s crew
June’s newest assignment was a story about identity theft. She felt bad about how repugnant yet disarming she found some of her sources. (Yet it was like a sorbet after all the charming people she’d been around.) While a sophisticated endeavor, it attracted the congenitally lazy. Being lazy, they did no advance research of the industries they tried to infiltrate, opting to pose as underlings of C-Level executives. Outside of their clandestine circles they took relatively innocent behavior from those outside of them as suspect, presuming someone quite innocuous might just be a master criminal from a different neighborhood, with slightly different procedures, newly revised perhaps. It was merely because the master criminals they knew were righteous, just righteous by the code of that world which sat upside down from the rest.
