After a tough day on the streets of Night City, you return to your cheapo Mega Tower apartment. Stepping inside, a dark figure sits on your couch underneath the brain dance projector. Don't do anything funny, says the figure in a sharp voice. They lean forwards, their eyes silver-lensed optics. She rests a pistol on her thigh, the silencer not aimed at you. Yet. I've got a business proposal for you. One you're gonna like...
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