This is where Camila and her kids live.  Respect the joint, OK?

It was a normal, domestic day-- Mateo was checking out his looks in the mirror (worryingly influenced by the styles of the Creekside Killers), Tala was pestering Mateo to play with her, and, of course, there was a request for a voice chat coming through to Camila.

And it was from a stranger, too.  But the subject was "Security work."

"I have to take a chat about a job. Please keep it down you two," Camila said as she went into her bedroom and closed the door before booting up the call.

A pleasant-looking young man of probably Korean extraction, wearing a business suit, was calling.

"Ms. Magneya?" he said.  "I represent Saeloun Bijeon enterprises; I'm informed that you are an expert in security measures, especially computer security.  Was I informed correctly?"

"That's right. What can I do for you?" Camila asked.