He quickly searched the carcass, this was really turning into a waste of time, the camera was the only thing of value, besides some cash and credit cards. The prey's identity was worth something on the net, if he could sell that quickly he could also get some money for the credit cards as well, the new whomever could have some fun with them for a while. He could sell the camera to a flea market vendor or put it on Ebay , he would just have to remember to purge the pictures from it first. Technologies rapid pace had reduced the questions people asked about where stuff came from, all you had to say was they bought something better. With the economy booming, everybody believed that and no one had the time to check.

He shoved the prey's backpack and valuables into his. He dragged the carcass deep into the fort and dumped it, after that he quickly cleaned up. Emerging out of the fort into the daylight, he looked around, nothing moved, that would change, tourist season was coming. The technorich would be coming with the latest, greatest, expensive gadgets. He started walking back to his car, at a steady pace, just like Death's.