C75 Hacker

Lured by the promise of a five-star feast, Martin sprang into action and tidied himself up with care. His hair was a wild tangle, and he was clad in a T-shirt and shorts, his feet slipped into a pair of flip-flops. In Martin's eyes, this was dressing to the nines.

Stepping out of his dorm, he bumped into Paul from across the hall. "Martin