Can't believe I'm doing this.
"WHO THE FUCK IS THIS AND HOW DID YOU GET THIS NUMBER!"
Woah she is pissed, bosses are probably in the process of tearing her a new one.
"Thought I'd throw you a bone. Your little missing shipment is in the abandoned All Foods factory, minus one flathead. Call it a finders fee. Also another for your trouble. Some guy named Gilchrist is the one knocking off your shipments according to some correspondence between him and the Maelstromers here."
"Here? Are you in the factory now?"
"Yeah, and I'd appreciate if you made an appearance. Things have gotten a little hot in here, bodies hitting the floor and all. I'd rather not have a fleet of Maelstrom reinforcements waiting for us outside. Just know if you try and fuck me over, I'll delete all this precious evidence of Gilchrists involvement and blow this factory sky high. You know there's enough ordinance here to do it. No sudden moves alright? See you soon."
"Who the hell are y-" I hang up the holocall. Classic power move style.
"Ai V are you trying to piss off Militech now too?"
"Nah Jackie. She's backed in a corner by her bosses. She quite literally needs both the shipment and the mole on a silver platter for her bosses if she doesn't want to end up rotting at the bottom of the ocean."
"Better to have a kinda grateful corpo outside than a gang of rabid cyborgs."
Eventually after a few small skirmishes with the remaining goons, we make our way outside. There are a few Militech vans, guess their AVs are late. Stout, the corpo woman, damn near runs up to Jackie and I.
"Gilchrist is yours if the flathead is mine, Stout."
"Sure, let's say it fell off the truck. Now hand me the fucking evidence." She demands with fear radiating off of her.
"All yours. Appreciate the backup."
Jackie and I make our way to a quieter area away from the Militech recovery team.
"Woo, V. Things got hot in there."
"I know Jack. But Royce should have understood the sanctity of a deal. He disrespected us, demanded our money, and dropped his guard. Gonk moves, my friend."
"Alright, well. I'm going to see Misty. Make sure to let Dex know we got the bot. You meet with the client, we steal the relic, and party in the afterlife with legends."
"You got it Jackie. See you later."
Jackie drives off on his Arch as I call Dex and my own wheels.
"Any updates, Mr V?"
"Got the flathead. Militech and Maelstrom won't come looking for it, so we're good there."
"Thought you didn't wanna touch the corpo woman with "a ten foot mister stud"?"
"Yeah, but things got hot in the Maelstrom den. Royce wasn't budging, but he lost his focus when I brought up your name so I blew his head off. Also some good news for your future dealings with Maelstrom, turns out Bricks still kicking. Had him locked up in there but Jack and I set him lose. Anyway, I took a look at one of their computers and got the name of the mole in Militech. Dangled that and the shipment in front of Stout to get her to "lose the bot" without issue and to make sure there wasn't any Maelstrom resistance outside the factory."
"Well done Mr V. All that's left is to meet the client. She'll be at Lizzie's bar, BD joint. You know the one. Do that, and we're all set."
Dex hangs up the phone leaving me to look at the city lights.
I should probably shower. Smell like a three week old elephant corpse.