Walk away

Sombra, to her own surprise, nodded and turned around. Mei lead her through the facility until they were at the front door, with Snowball making sure Mr. Black's camera droid followed along.

"I hope you find what you're looking for," said Mei as she pushed Sombra out. "Hopefully without stripping me." The door closed and Sombra was left alone, with only her silenced handler and her thoughts.

Three days later....

Once again, Sombra was left waiting for Mr. Black. The wave of panic that flooded her when she first tried to exit the contract had long since subsided. Now there was just a cool, precise emptiness. Finally, the screen flashed on and Mr. Black came into view.

"Sombra," he said curtly. "I've finished negotiations with my clients. They've agreed to let you out of your contract. They also said 'Happy hunting, Sombra', which...might be a threat? I honestly cannot tell with them sometimes." Sombra smirks.

"They can say what they like. All the money in the world can't beat a problem with no solution, and I'm a motherfucking enigma."

"Then that's it then." Mr. Black nodded. "You were fascinating to watch. Perhaps we'll meet again under less lascivious circumstances."

"Don't count on it."

"I wouldn't count on anything." As Mr. Black signed off for the last time, Sombra opened up three windows on the screen. Two tracked her newly bought stocks as they inched upwards, and one had a profile of a major businessman in East Asia. The scientist was right. She had bigger goals than being the richest hacker on the planet. There were secrets in the upper echelons of international society, just like the one she walked away from, and she was going to blow them wide open.

The End...though that wasn't a particularly sexy end. Better try another path, just to be sure.