As you start to think about maybe getting up and getting your carcass out of
bed to continue this lengthy mission, you hear the public phone ring out in the
hall. The cleaning lady answers it, and yells that it's for you. You get up and
go into the hallway to answer it.

On the line is John Abraham, and he sounds worried. "There was an explosion in
the Pollar West Building last night, Telan. A bomb. It did only slight damage
to the building, but Tinker was working late, and the bomb went off when he was
locking up his office. He was killed, Telan. Amalgamated Automatons, they own
AI, you know, decided that maintaining an intellgence branch was too costly and
to dangerous, what with the two senior officers gone. Argrath's been dissolved,
Telan. We're out of a job. Your mission's over. Sorry..."

Depressed, demeaned, but hungry, you get a job at the shoestore and spend the
rest of your boring life selling shoes.