Valganzo Geittikulf, my local CONCORD-contact, let it slip through to me that there were no monitoring of my actions – apart from the automated recording of security status inflicting kills – I was free to only engage the most juicy targets in each system and not bother with pesky frigates and cruisers. He obviously knew I was no reformed criminal set for a career in law enforcement. He knew I was just after a clean sheet and access to high security space. Ah, CONCORD. Have there ever been a greater hypocrite than CONCORD? Isn’t this the truest and greatest institution created in man's image ever? CONCORD – corruption is thy real name. And I love you.