[Ivan Frex: It's all over, it's all over, I trusted that cop, Anna Hamill!]
[Ivan Frex: She said as long as I explained the situation with the Geisha District market, she would guarantee my safety!]
[Ivan Frex: Fuck!]
[Martha Frex: Ivan... why!]
[Ivan Frex: I told them everything, and now the NCPD isn't protecting me anymore!]
[Ivan Frex: They said there's no budget, and she was sorry!]
[Ivan Frex: All because of the fucking NCPD, the Tiger Claw Gang is definitely going to kill me!]
[Martha Frex: You're such a naive idiot.]
[Martha Frex: Get to the docks in the Meiquan District]
[Ivan Frex: Are you going to help me?]
[Martha Frex: Stop wasting time, just go, dumbass!!!]
[Ivan Frex: Thank you, thank you!!!]
Ivan looked around nervously as he stashed a small box of Super Dream in the drop-off point, a storage device where traders agree on a password and delivery time for contactless delivery.
"Dammit... cops are morons... I'm an even bigger moron."
