Militech HQ. Meredith's office at the top floor. She stood beside a window with a cigarette in her hand, looking over the streets of Night City with complete indifference. She saw neon-lit city full of ads, billboards; she saw people working hard, people trying to survive. So small and insignificant, just a bunch of ants running around, going from one pointless thing to another.

Meredith never had any of these problems. Money, authority, position - everything she wanted was available for her. It made her feel good, knowing her immense power and influence. But there were better things to think about. Work. She turned to look at her computer, the documents of the upcoming projects and meetings.