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Delamain Headquarters – Smart Factory
From the exterior, the headquarters looked like any other corporate hub in Night City, but the interior had undergone a total metamorphosis. It was no longer a mere car factory; it was a high-spec armory. Three fully automated mechanical production lines were operating 24/7—a sight that would make Arasaka's board of directors suspect someone was preparing for the Fifth Corporate War.
Kael was busy integrating new kinetic auxiliary hardware. The old rocket packs were legacy tech now; he was replacing them with Arc Pulse Cannons designed by Tony Stark. These units were compact, brain-wave controlled via Titan neural links, and powered by Kael's hand-crafted second-generation miniature reactors.
"Target locked. She's at the Afterlife," Sasha reported from her Netrunner station.
"As expected," Kael noted, pausing his work.
The target was Evelyn Parker. From their first meeting, Kael had secretly tagged her with a stealth daemon designed by Sasha. He wanted to know who was backing a high-end Sex Doll with enough audacity to bypass the Voodoo Boys and attempt a solo play for the Relic.
Evelyn was naive. She didn't realize the Voodoo Boys had already planted a "thermal bomb" in her head. Her only stroke of luck was running to Rogue, who, sensing the heat, had passed the job to Dexter DeShawn.
Kael knew the true value of the Relic. It wasn't just personality transfer tech; it was the key to Mikoshi and a link to Alt Cunningham—a rogue AI beyond the Blackwall with the power of a digital goddess.
"Valerie," Kael said to V (the nomad) nearby. "This is your first solo op. Tail Evelyn. Keep her breathing."
V was excited. She started stuffing frag grenades into her pockets until Kael gave her a sidelong glance. "It's a tail-and-protect mission, not a front-line assault. Leave the heavy ordinance here. And go see Viktor—you'll need a high-spec ICE upgrade if you're going up against the Voodoo Boys."
A few days passed, and Kael realized he had overestimated Dexter DeShawn. The "fat black guy" was a relic of a past era. His reputation had eroded, and he'd been forced to hire two total rookies for the heist.
The plan hit a wall at the Maelstrom hideout. Dexter had paid for a "Flathead" drone—the key to breaching Konpeki Plaza's security—but the original leader, Brick, had been overthrown by Royce. The Maelstrom kept the money and the drone.
Dexter sent his two rookies to negotiate. In response, Maelstrom sent him a package containing two heads. Without the drone, the heist was dead, and Dexter's career was in the scrap heap.
For Evelyn, it was a death sentence. She'd burned her bridges with the Voodoo Boys and now lacked the leverage of the heist. She fled to the only person she could trust: her ex-girlfriend, Judy Alvarez.
Inside Judy's apartment, the air was thick with tension.
"What have you done, Evelyn?" Judy demanded.
"Don't ask... just let me stay," Evelyn whispered.
Suddenly, Evelyn's eyes rolled back. Her body began to twitch violently as she let out a guttural wail. The Voodoo Boys had bypassed her Netwatch protection and launched a remote execution.
"Evelyn?!" Judy panicked. As she reached for her phone to call for help, the apartment's security system chirped.
The door slid open.
"We only want Evelyn. Hand her over," a voice called out. Several Voodoo Boys stepped into the living room, their dreadlocks and bone ornaments marking them as the butchers of Pacifica.
Judy grabbed a pistol from her drawer, ready for a suicide stand. BANG-BANG. Gunshots erupted in the living room, followed by the heavy thud of bodies.
The bedroom door burst open. Judy raised her gun, but a hand clamped onto her wrist, forcing the muzzle toward the ceiling.
"Calm down, kid. I'm Valerie. I'm with BT," V said, disarming her.
"BT?" Judy's resistance vanished at the mention of the legend.
"Verify it later. Right now, we need to cool her down," Valerie said, pointing at the twitching Evelyn. "You don't want her brain frying. Throw her in the bathtub—ice water, now!"
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