I snort. Too many people—especially in Seattle, I’ve found—seem to put shadowrunners up on some kind of pedestal, viewing them as fragging "heroes of the underdog" or some such drek. Maybe Finnigan too. Who knows? Me, I think they’re scum-mercenary street drek, no more heroic than the guttermeat informers and stoolies and rats I spent too much time dealing with in Milwaukee. They’d sell out their mothers for a few nuyen, and the only reason they wouldn’t do the same for their fathers is that they generally don’t know who their fathers are.