Well the corp had me set up for a double-cross, but I got wise and turned the tables on 'em. The suit that posed as the Johnson will never squeal...critters have their uses at times.
So I'm back on the streets, lurking in the shadows, and up for work again - legit or otherwise.
*My apologies for my abrupt disappearance. I had not intended to cause any problems for gamemasters or story-mates.