Memory Market
Noticing a suspicious atmosphere, you direct your attention to the café’s back door by the kitchen. With your drink in hand, you stand smoothly and make your way through the staff entrance, hoping to avoid any Syndicate watchers.Two shadowy individuals in dark coats linger near the café window, prompting you to act. You stand decisively, head for the exit, and prepare to deal with them swiftly if they belong to the Syndicate.With a swift motion, you place the memory drive on the table and push it toward Lira. “I need answers immediately. Start decoding this,” you command, your voice low but firm.With no time to lose, you pull out your burner phone and text Rax, a skilled driver you’ve worked with before. “Trouble’s here. Get me out now.” If anyone can outmaneuver the Syndicate, it’s Rax, and you trust him to come through.