And that's a wrap. This has been an experience like few others for me - it is literally more fiction than I've written, combined, before, in my life, and I actually tried writing fiction for real in college. I even got published once, in a little Ontario small-press magazine for a token $20 payment. But it was always like pulling teeth, whereas this was more like just trying to stay afloat on top of the tsunami as it carried me forward.

I don't know if it'll happen again, but I sure hope it does. I have a couple of ideas - one is a bit of a crackfic, the second is another serious story. Neither have jelled yet, but I hope they both do.

For the record, the first person to answer is Mei-Ling Zhou. Also, the fan comic that inspired all this - or something very much like it - happened in this timeline in December of 2076.

I love my pair of assassins so much. Thank you very much for reading. I hope you love them too.