The chiming of his phone woke Gizmo. He yawned and reached for the phone, wondering how long he"d been asleep. The clock on the screen told him it was only a little after nine. It had been after three when he"d gotten home, and nearly four before he"d gotten to bed. Still, five hours wasn"t too bad. At least not lately. Looking for why the phone had woken him, he found a text from Sadist. He needed help with his security system for the Sadist Den.
Gizmo rolled out of bed, landing on his feet. It took him ten minutes to dress and head out, after sending the VP a message letting him know he was on his way. Nothing like hitting the ground running first thing in the morning.
It was nearly noon by the time he ironed out the bugs in the Sadist Den"s security system and his stomach growled as
