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“Yeah,” Cyra mutters

Dano looks over at ht black plastic of his thermal “Told you we shoulda hired Geratrix”

“Geratrix is Syndicate now,” I mutter

Dano bows his head in mock sorrow “Another one for the bloody black”

“It’s not my fault,” Cyra says in a low voice “They updated their systeovernment Would take me near thirty minutes to punch in Shit, it’d take a team of Republ

ic astral hackers at least twelve—”

I hold up a hand “Hear that?” I whisper They listen “That’s the sound of your take getting cut in half”

“Half?”

“Half a job, half pay”

Cyra’s got a temper on her as short as a tick’s tooth Her hand drops to the a takes one step toward her and Cyra looks like a kitten hearing thunder I bend on a knee in front of the Green “It’s not uide it so she’s looking at me

“Calers “Today, pissant”

“I can’t access the Conquerors Exhibit systems,” she admits

“At all?”

“It’s on an isolated server Real relics in there, real security”

I feel a spasonna have to do some acrobatics “You kno I hate surprises, Cyra…”