Haru-s Secret Life -v0.3- -crime-

He didn't laugh. "You're the ghost. The cleaner. We've been tracking your metadata for six months. You're good. But v0.3 has a bug."

Tonight’s job was simple: confirm a kill for a man who smelled of expensive whiskey and cheaper guilt. The target was a mid-level accountant who’d copied the wrong ledger. Haru had tracked him to a love hotel in Shinjuku. The cleanup crew had already called it in. Haru-s Secret Life -v0.3- -Crime-