Seargent Donovans team is a well oiled machine. I aid their efficiency by staying out of the way. I have my own tasks to perform.

I approach target one. The Reality Deviant who our mark identified as a Daniel. I place my X-5 protector sidearms cold barrel to his temple as i drop one knee and check his pulse.

Alive and Subdued. His heart is strong and the wound our hitmark inflicted with its claw is less than life threatening. I snap a picture of his face with a small camera that transmits back to the supervisor. I will stand and move to the second target as soon as the medic stabs Daniel in the femoral artery with a heavy dose of sedatives.

The same procedure will be repeated with the second target. An already identified Deviant who was believed to be under lockdown...

Nikki's cell phone vibrates as Gand calls her back. No need to have the ringer on when you're on a loud ass motorcycle.

"Yo," she says, her voice pitched at a much lower volume than normal. "This is bad. What do we do?"

Gand presses a button and rolls down the windows of his car. He cranes his neck to look outside, watching the last wisps of the sudden stormclouds disperse...

From his parked spot a few blocks down he caught a glimpse of that APC, tank, van or whatever it was.

Gand grits his teeth and decides to just be brutally honest.

'Im not dying in there. If you see him come out, we can help him, if not...'

"Yeah, no shit. Fuck, this sucks. I'll keep an eye on my side of the building, see if he comes out."

Nikki will try to find an unobtrusive place from which to watch what happens next.

After a minute or so the observing Reality Deviants (Who remain unknown to me) will see a pair of Black Sedans pull up to the warehouse.

Their presence is radioed in to me and Seargent Donovan. Its time to clear out. The sedated and now bound bodies of Blue, Daniel and the damaged Hit Mark will be loaded into the APC.

There is nothing left for me to see here. The cleaner teams will go over the place with a fine toothed comb. I return my X-5 Protector sidearm to its holster and take my place in the armored belly of the APC.

Nikki calls Gand back as the sedans and the APC depart.

"Ok, so those guys are fucked. I'm not like Daniel, I can't blow the top off their operation, and I'm not putting my neck out there to get turned into CyberMage 2000."

She looks around, making sure no one is still watching, and gets back on her motorcycle.

"I'm gonna have to go to ground. Daniel had me heal that David guy, but it looked like he'd been fried in typical Daniel fashion. Which means, one of their agents knows me and my abilities. Know who could help me whip up some wards to put on my place?"

'We are running out of friends around here...' Gand grumbles.

He is better at attracting attention than avoiding it, but he will suggest a name to Nikki.

'Orphen and Xian would be your best bet. They have a stay hidden policy im sure they can share with you.'

Gand catches a glimpse of the arriving Sedans adn the departing APC. He can only imagine wha teh APC must look like to sleepers... theres no way they just roll around in an ear tank without some kind of precaution.

He wont look at for long, just in case. Gand starts his engine and begins to make his way home to the one place he feels safe.

"Thanks Gand...yeah, looks like very few people are reliable these days. I'd count you, Orphen and Alice. That's not much. Stay safe. I'm off to the Burn."

She hangs up the phone, puts it back in her pocket, straps on her helmet and takes off in the direction of the Neon Burn.  

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