Hank waited until Sam had gone back into the kitchen to fetch an order before he slipped into the restaurant, his casual clothing not looking too out of place among the morning crowd.

Hank carried on to the toilets near the kitchen and waited, listening to the conversation between Sam and one of the cooks.

"Why did you create an account if you don't want to go through with it?" The deep voice of the cook rumbled out from the kitchen. It was a question that Hank had often considered but not one that he had a ready answer to.

"I can't back out now, not given that I've accepted already. If I did then they will close my account." Sam was nervous, very unsure that he was doing the right thing but he really didn't feel that he had any choice.

"It would ruin my Social Credit standing if I backed out so it's just easier to go through with it you see." Sam explained to the cook but his arguments seemed to fall on deaf ears.

It didn't matter that going through with this would result in Sam dying as losing his Social Media status was pretty much the same as dying anyway.

Hearing the young Server getting an order together Hank got his tools ready and waited for the perfect opportunity.

Sam was going to be his breakfast and Hank was determined to make this true.