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"Change of plans, Elias," the man shouted over the rain, stepping out with a hand resting on a holstered sidearm. "The 675 data stays with the firm. You, however, are a loose end."

The deal was supposed to be simple. Data for a clean slate. But as the silver Tailgater pulled up nose-to-nose with his car, Elias saw the driver. It wasn’t the contact he expected. It was a man in a tactical vest, his face obscured by a ballistic mask. 675_2_RP.rar

"Two minutes out," a voice crackled over the radio. It was Kael, his spotter on the roof of the adjacent parking hull. "Change of plans, Elias," the man shouted over