The squelching on the comms indicated that reinforcements had arrived, local authority. Not "Officer of the LAW", just more profiteering punch bags, they held no real power other than well funded ammunition stores.
Spotter was on the roof, 40 floors up and all spooky. He let us know.
Death was down below, he held the eather. Small as a mouse. No Talking.
Operating on a budget just like all the blood on the floor. Muscle and Guns in The Lobby. Doing Damage.
Control in The Office. All accounted for. Target message delivered.
Amazing what people do for money.
I Hit The Lights.
From a one shot Cyberpunk 2020 game. "This Isn't Business, it's Personal"
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