Warning

"Y-you've gotta be kidding me..." Shane breathed out, dropping his coffee mug, causing it to shatter upon hitting the floor in his room.

Shane was staring in awe at the screen of his computer, specifically, at the email that had just popped up in his inbox. An email from the people of the shady-ass offer from a while ago. He had sent them the finished product they requested, aka the virus, after a few days. Spending an excruciating long time bashing his head on the keyboard, fixing every little problem and making sure there was nothing wrong with it, he didn't want it to end up malfunctioning when they booted it up.

Especially since, in case that did happen, he could very much end up having a bounty placed on him or a hitman that would come hunt him down. He wouldn't really feel safe walking his little sister to school if he knew that he basically had a target on his back. In fact, he reckoned he wouldn't feel safe setting foot out of his room at all. So, in order to avoid this dange