Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

BEEP

Evergreen glanced at her pager: “Pls call NOC re: Ficlets.”

“What’s broke?” her husband asked.

“Ficlets.”

“I thought you turned that off?”

“We did.” She quickly dialed.

“Hey, what is this about Ficlets?”

“We’ve got to bring it back up right away.”

“Why? After Kevin left, I thought no one cared about it.”

“Kevin who?”

“Lawver, the developer.”

“I think that’s the guy…some nutcase is holding him hostage and threatening to kill him unless we bring Ficlets back up.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. We thought it was a prank at first…”

“You should be able to bring it up…just log into the hosts and start up the jobs.”

She listened to the sound of fast typing.

“They all seem to have started OK.”

“Check the site.”

“Yup…it’s up.”

“Whew. Ok, good…let them know.”

A few moments passed, then, “We’re good to go. He’s already released Kevin.”

“I guess it’s a good thing I hadn’t re-imaged those boxes yet…â€?