November 14, 2056

Brittani: Um, sir, there’s a man here to see you.
Chad Nason: Who is it?
BJ: He just says he’s a friend. And he’s got a terrible fake mustache.
CN: About time. Send him in.
*door buzzes open*
CN: Harris – great to see you. Hope they didn’t rough you up too much.
Harris: I’ve had worse. Hurts a little where I got jabbed by the placebo, but the extraction was cake.
CN: Sorry about that. I pay @Jwalk100 security under the table for a lot of things. Pricking people with syringes isn’t typically on that list. I’m glad they carried you out of there without suspicion because I’ve got a task for you.
H: Let me guess. Rhymes with Linguini Trill.
CN: You know it. That bastard, @RonCo , is up to it again. The league isn’t gonna put a stop to it, so we need to step in. Sure, there’s the whole ordeal with figuring out travel plans halfway across the world, but there’s also evident tampering happening in the Far East. Looks like Collins in just moving closer to the training grounds where Dong-po Thum played as a kid. With IFA slated to make a return, Collins is trying to butter up these families with promises of having the kids playing close to home. Might work given the team has no money to offer these kids.
H: What do you need me to do?
CN: First thing’s first. Figure out this Come Together crap. We won’t be using it, but get into the coding of this thing and figure out how it works. Seems like they’re just booting players through the door and their terrible contracts leave with them. I assume they’ll start sneaking in top prospects soon enough.
H: Anything else?
CN: Yeah. We need to see if we can misdirect destinations. Get all the best hackers you can find. We’ll flip the switch on these clowns. Get back to me when you’ve got some intel. And for the love of God get a better disguise.