Reclining in his wooden chair, Two Bears reached for his soykaf, then pushed the container aside. "Here’s the down. I was hired this morning by some Johnson to discover who or what the frag something called IronHell is. I went to the public datanets first and got squat. Then I hired a chummer of mine, Sister Wizard, to browse the Matrix, see what she might find in the less public databanks."