How I’m going to do it is the hard part. At the moment I’ve got no assets—unless you count Nicholas Finnigan, which I don’t, not really. A couple of leads, but nothing solid, nothing you couldn’t read a couple of different and mutually exclusive ways. My resources are limited to the few thousand nuyen on my private credsticks. Of course, I don’t dare touch the contingency fund set up by the Star—not unless I want each transaction to fly a little flag saying "Geek me!" No, wait, I forgot about buying the fragging pocket secretary. That brings my monetary resources down to ... oh, something like one or two hundred nuyen. Frag! Not even enough to get out of the sprawl.