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Can't talk right now, working on securing us some support. If you have something for me, send it ASAP.

V, I parsed the data. Looks like whoever got this stuffed their digital pockets with whatever they could find. A lot of random noise, garbage data, strange artifacts... To piece together the transport's makeup and route, I had to go diggin through archived files. In any case, we got what we need - that's the important thing. Time we met up.

I got a couple contacts who agreed to deliver some equipment and help us set it up. I sent you the coordinates for an old hotel near the transport's route. We'll work out the details there.

V, I parsed the data. Clearly the handiwork of a real pro. If I didn't know better, I'd say you recruited one of the firm's own. They gave us specifics on the exact route, the security detail, combat protocols, even the code assigned to their "passenger." CPX01-Foxtrot-Omega. That "omega" is a big sigh of relief for us. That's MaxTac's designation for unidentified persons. We caught a huge break here. Time we met up.

I got a couple contacts who agreed to deliver some equipment and help us set it up. I sent you the coordinates for an old hotel near the transport's route. We'll work out the details there.

V, I parsed the data. Talk about complete - the file even contains archival data. Maybe that was intential - maybe they were in a rush. In any case, after some digging I found the info we need: security strategy, route, and even the code assigned to their "passenger." CPX01-Foxtrot-Omega. That "omega" is a big sigh of relief for us. That's MaxTac's designation for unidentified persons. We caught a huge break here. Time we met up.

I got a couple contacts who agreed to deliver some equipment and help us set it up. I sent you the coordinates for an old hotel near the transport's route. We'll work out the details there.

V, I parsed the data. Decent enough work. A few blanks to fill in, but nothing we can't manage without. We got the transport's most probable security detail and, most importantly, the route. Time we met up.

I got a couple contacts who agreed to deliver some equipment and help us set it up. I sent you the coordinates for an old hotel near the transport's route. We'll work out the details there.

AI'll have a look. Be in touch soon.

Whatever you're doing, hurry it up. I'm ready and we're running out of time. I'm counting on you.

Good. See you soon.

Get lost and stay lost. This mission isn't your concern anymore, I can handle it myself. Don't be a help and don't be a nuisance. Goodbye, V.

Hey. We need to talk. Meet me at the bball court. You know the one.

V, good news. Everything's all set. Our doctors conducted their preliminary tests - the prognosis is encouraging. After excising the engram from the Relic, the remainder of you that's left will begin to heal.

Call me when you're ready for surgery. No need to rush. I know it's a big decision.

Oh and one more thing. While waiting on your transport, use the time to tie up any personal loose ends, inform anyone near and dear that you'll be outta town. And this should go without saying - no confidential details.

One of the doctors is telling me the procedure could last a few days to remove every last trace of that engram. It's going to be a shock to your system, so expect several weeks of rehab on top of that. So yeah, get your ducks in a row and I'll see you soon.

Not long now.

Encryption key received. Nice work. I'll get a start on tracking Aurore and Aymeric. As soon as they're near Dogtown, we'll know.

We're in business. Signal from the tracker is live.

Don't forget - once you get the green light from S. you contact me immediately. We're at a point now where a delay could sabotage everything.

BNeed a couple hours. Call you soon.

Everything's smooth sailing so far, but the hardest part's round the bend. I'll buzz you soon as we're out of Dogtown. And don't forget to watch your own back - still a lot of Hansen's patrols on the streets.

We're on our way. Already eastbound. No major hiccups. I hope you're staying equally trouble-free. Remember to keep your head down in Dogtown. Even when you don't think you need to.

They've been taken care of. No need to worry about them anymore.

I don't get you, V. But maybe it doesn't matter. You fixed at least one of your past mistakes. What you do now, well... it's your life and none of my damn biz. That is, whatever life you still have left.

Thing is, we promised you a reward. If you're still interested, the NUSA can still help you.

But Rosalind will keep her word. You gave us Songbird, you deserve your reward.

We know your cure's only got one dose. And you'll get it.

So you can still be honest with yourself. I respect that.

A little late for being honorable, isn't it? Unless you got a different reason.

I'll handle everything - in the meantime try not to get yourself killed.

Not about trust – a deal's a deal. But OK, I'm not here to twist your arm. Bye, V.

You completed your "mission." You understand? We don't need you on our side anymore. But OK, do what you feel. Take care, V.

Right. Good luck then, V.

I'm trying to find a way inside but it's not looking good. Hansen's an old dog, well trained and experienced. Heavy security presence, all ins and outs locked up tight… building's a damn monolith. No ideas as of yet.

What don't they have. Minotaurs, Wyverns, exoskeletons, snipers perched in watchtowers… Either we get some ironclad intel or the conventional way in is out.

Alex tried leveraging some contacts - all busts. One officer willing to open a backdoor for us suddenly went dark. Probably choking on dirt or salt water by now. I've got one of my own who could give us an outside chance, but that son of bitch is the best at what he does - not wanting to be found.

Well I found my friendly ghost, but it was a nonstarter, another dead end. Alex and I have exhausted all reasonable options, V, so if you can't get anything operable from Mr. Hands we have no choice but to resort to a half baked plan with half baked aliases. Not ideal. I trust you understand the stakes. If they catch on while we're still inside Hansen's citadel, we're never walking out.

Where are you? Waiting for you inside.

I never expected much from a merc. Clearly my instinct was right. Don't ever try to contact me again.

Hey. We need to talk. Meet me at the bball court. You know the one.

V, a transfer will land in your account shortly. A thank you for your cooperation.

We managed to recover Alex's body. She'll be spending her eternal rest at home now. But given recent history, I thought it only right to leave a little memorial for her at Night City's columbarium too. I thought you should know, in case you'd like to visit her someday.

I still need a few days, but talk soon.

You ran off at a time like this?! Not ok, I don't care what your excuse is.

I'm waiting by the elevator. Get back here and be quick.

Thought you should know - our mutual acquaintance made it home in one piece.

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Acome bakc here! situations heating up!1

BCome back to Kress St! You're putting us at risk here.

One more thing: that spot on Liz Kress could make a decent base of operations, so to speak. You won't find anything better in Dogtown. Should be all set up for you now. No need to thank me.

V, I thought you should know, we secured Alex's body. She's coming home. I also left behind a small memorial for her at the columbarium. Given her service record in NC, it felt like the right thing to do. I dunno, maybe you'll feel like visiting one day.

V, a transfer will land in your account shortly. A thank you for your cooperation.

We managed to recover Alex's body. She'll be spending her eternal rest at home now. But given recent history, I thought it only right to leave a little memorial for her at Night City's columbarium too. I thought you should know, in case you'd like to visit her someday.

Wish I could say how long it'll take before I can think of her and So Mi without my throat clampin shut. Till I only remember our time as partners, as friends. But my mind… it's still all static.

"That's the job"... No, I have too much damn respect for Alex, for So Mi, even for you, to dismiss their lives so easily.

Anyways, listen... I was hoping we could have a word. Swing by the baskeball court. You know the one. I'll be there.

BOne more thing, V… I was hoping we could have a word. Swing by the baskeball court. You know the one. I'll be there.

V, our scientists are still getting the procedure prepped for you. In the meantime, expect payment to transfer soon. Compliments of President Myers and the FIA.

We managed to recover Alex's body. She'll be spending her eternal rest at home now. But given recent history, I thought it only right to leave a little memorial for her at Night City's columbarium too. I thought you should know, in case you'd like to visit her someday.

Thanks. I'm wondering how long it's gonna take before I can think of her without my throat clampin shut. Till I only remember the partner and the friend. But my mind… it's still all static.

"That's the job"... No, I respect you and Alex too damn much to dismiss her sacrifice so easily.

Anyways, listen... I was hoping we could have a word. Swing by the baskeball court. You know the one. I'll be there.

BListen... I was hoping we could have a word. Swing by the baskeball court. You know the one. I'll be there.

It's your life, it's your call. I can't help what you choose, but I'd like to know if you've reconsidered. We can help you, V.

BWe know your cure's only got one dose. And you'll get it.

Only your life. So all right then, I gotta make some calls. I'll be in touch once I have some specifics.

Right. Well, much as you may not want to hear it from me, my advice to you is to escape this hellhole for good. Damn city's a death sentence for everyone in it.