Shadowrun by Scott Schletz

Shadowrun by Scott Schletz

Author:Scott Schletz [Schletz, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Catalyst Game Labs


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Legwork

As the van’s GridGuide system took them east on the highway out of Butte and Rotor sorted through the data, one thing became clear: the info on the walls and around the apartment painted an obvious picture of the target of their operation: Yellowstone.

The problem was, Yellowstone had gone on lockdown after a series of extra eruptions. None of the data revealed directly how the other team planned on getting onto the property or what they were looking for while they were there. Several of the notes contained codes—more shorthand—that Rotor easily broke.

It was a mix of highway designations and identifying codes. Pure luck helped her connect them with local highway patrol units; the van was forced to the shoulder as a cruiser flew by, and Rotor spotted the designation code on its side. Two letters and four numbers, just like the codes on the notes. In a little technical tag team, Rotor sent the codes to g33k. Ze took all of ten minutes, complaining the entire time about the slow Matrix connection, to get Rotor a list of patrol cars and their assigned officers. As a bonus, g33k pulled up commlink numbers for all of them.

Rotor started making calls immediately. She wasn’t a master con artist, but she had a small repertoire of short grifts that usually lead to the right places. She opened with a short interview request for a Matrix blog about the hard lives of cops, then started by making cop-like small talk. That particular talent tended to make the teams she ran with draw conclusions about her past. But she didn’t care if they knew she’d worked for the cops at one point. Everyone had some skeletons they hid in their closet. She just didn’t bother to keep her closet shut.

It took three calls to find an officer with a hot run-in recently. The SNHP, Sioux Nation Highway Patrol, officer went “off the record” to talk about a van full of obvious perps, all running valid local SINs but looking about as Amerind as Dunkelzahn. He was proud to talk about being on the verge of sending them up to the SIN Registry to burn the IDs when one of the perps “accidentally” dropped a credstick out the window. Being four digits richer, he gladly let them slide with a warning that the Yellowstone area had more random stops, because that was obviously the way they were headed. Rotor got it all in copspeak and it reminded her how big of scumbags the cops were.



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