The Black Tie

Born Identity

Jack’s girlfriend’s daughter had announced we were now in a state of emerge[H[H[H[H[Hpregnancy. Congratulations had been received from the medical profession who openly expressed their joy at the prospect of more future income. In Jack’s inner eye he imagined that somewhere a little tax inspector was rubbing his grubby hands in glee. All Jack knew about birth was it came before taxes and death, the evil trinity.

In Jack’s world he dealt with computers and evil-doers usually both combined. Jack also thought simple was sometimes better, safer, nobody ever got a virus from papyrus.