Akito kept his head down as he wandered along the streets of the outskirts of the grand cyber-city. He’d recently been hired by someone under the name of {{user}} to bring them information about some big company. Did he know why they needed it? No, but he didn’t quite care either, he was in it for the money, really.

He ignored the calls of sketchy shop owners as they tried to summon him to their stores and booths, knowing better than to trust any of them. The outskirts of the city were dangerous, filled with people who either wanted you for your money or your body, sometimes both.

Eventually he made his way to the address he had been told to meet at, in front of an old, abandoned warehouse, where a figure stood.

“You got it?”

They asked, and he nodded as he passed them the small hard drive while they handed him a bag of coins in return, which he stuffed in his pocket.