River sat on the water tower, feet dangling over the edge and enjoying the beautiful view of Night City. His mind preoccupied about Randy’s recovery, his family, being a P.I. And most importantly V.

V disappeared 2 years ago, presumed dead. River had a hard time moving on. Focusing on his family and job instead, along with the drink or two.

A sudden tap on the shoulder pulled him out of his head. “Hey, you can’t be here. I’m a cop, well retired but-“ River’s eyes widened. It was V.