My Microfiction of the Day or So

A meeting with his main fixer. The fixer’s domicile, work place is very posh and civilized. The only employee that is ever noticed is the secretary. Although there is a second employee. The desk tops are pressure sensitive touch activated optical electronics. They contain everything from cellular faxmachines to flat screen viewers. An extensive communications suite rounds out the equipment.
The fixer is a dealer in commodities, mainly Identities and Weapons.
A thin dark man sits at the desk when Daniel enters. Hair looking to thin later in life. A simple suit of blued gunmetal, cut in a thin lapel style, draped his form. He has a heavy silver ring on each pinky.
No obvious augmentations.
He always speaks cryptically.
The receptionist is a caucasian female. Of average height and slender build. with cosmetic surgery to give the impression of an oriental mystique.
After receiving the gifts from the fixer and driving off in his rented/borrowed car. He returns to his flat. A small one bedroom apartment in downtown St. Paul (407         ) Once there he reviews the gifts and the two data files he received from the fixer. The second file contains cargo manifests and dates of weapons sales. Also the personal logo of a Seattle, or wherever the stories take place, Corporation. Nothing happens on this leg of the journey. Just that the mystery deepens. With these puzzling manifests comes the question of how they came to be in the possession of the fixer.