Accident Prone - Becoming Human

On the Job Hazards

Sitting in Hank's office with a case file presented before him Connor studied the details with great interest and awaited his new orders. There was a string of deviants being jumped and abducted by unknown persons, only to return days later with vital biocomponents missing and drained nearly of all of their Thirium. All of the evidence collected pointed to a small group of black marketeers using 'chop-shop' techniques to steal the vital pieces of android anatomy to be sold illegally to collectors or to the rich humans who still illegally owned and abused androids. The abundance of abductions had been disconcerting to say the least, but with the increasing number of victims being discovered the deviant division was determined to end the assaults and find the perpetrators immediately.

Most of the victims had been treated at local facilities when it pertained to Thirium loss, while those who lost biocomponents - vital and non-vital, were taken to New Jericho Tower for emergency replacements. In turn the facilities and the tower were quickly running low on supplies.

"I hate to send you on this type of case." Hank apologized as Connor set the case file back down on his desk with a grimace. "But you're far more human than Jack, and you'll be able to infiltrate the group of human smugglers a lot easier and safer."

"I understand." Accepting his assignment Connor began asking for details on the case at hand. "Who will be monitoring my location?"

"Tonight it'll be Chris and Gavin. Remember; locate the hideout, chronicle evidence for cybernetic upload and get the hell out of there after you deliver the code word to Gavin. Got it?"

"Got it."

"Good. Now, go grab some Kevlar and get out to the docks. If our intel' is right there should be a meeting at nine o'clock tonight."

"I'm on it, Ha- Captain."

Smiling at the deviant's self correction Hank just shook his head and waved his left hand dismissively. "Go on. The sooner you bring those assholes down the sooner you can come back here where you belong."

"I will succeed."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." The confident reply wasn't at all unexpected. "You always do."

Donning his original disguise from the night he located Jericho during the night of the Raid and then the Revolution; dark leather jacket over a dark hoodie, black beanie, faded jeans and tan work boots, Connor was able to easily blend into the group of shifty looking humans without a second glance. A total of six people from all walks of life had gathered at the docks a few minutes before nine o'clock that night, which practically confirmed the supposed meeting taking place at that location on that night. The way everyone was keeping their head down and not looking one another in the eye was a telltale sign of criminal knowing not to ask too many questions and to mind their own business.

The humans didn't seem to notice Connor blending into the group as they waited for someone in particular to arrive and give them some details about the illegal work they were seeking. Whoever was in charge had yet to arrive, which would make gaining information on the scheme temporarily limiting for the undercover deviant.

Connor set up a constant live stream of what he was seeing via cybernetic link back to the precinct, as well as a small tablet in the squad car where Gavin and Chris were parked two blocks away in an unmarked car. Ensuring that his audio processors were synchronized as well Connor was able to provide a perfect link of communication between himself and his colleagues from the distance.

"This job better be worth it." One of the humans stated in a deep voice from behind Connor as he spoke to another human. "I gotta' pay my bookie."