Friday Night Firefight - A Cyberpunk 2077 Isekai

Friday Night Firefight - Chapter 29

Anna and I were out front of Indrajit's place early the next morning, picking up Cyndi and John. A quick scan told me that I was looking at the newest legal residents of Night City. Their fresh IDs, along with the clothes we bought them yesterday and new haircuts and dye jobs, made them almost unrecognizable from when I had found them locked up in Jotaro's playroom. I flicked payment to Indrajit – for two IDs and the Lexington – clearing out everything that Deng and I had earned from the Jotaro job.

To celebrate their newfound freedom to move about Night City without Tyger Claws tracking them, the four of us headed over to Lizzie's to meet up with Mor. Fred was still hanging around the underpass, trying to work out exactly how he wanted his camp to look like. I had no clue where Deng was. So, it was going to be just the four of us hanging with Mor.

When we arrived, I noticed trouble brewing. An NCPD car, with its flashing blue and red lights, was parked in the lot in front of Lizzie's. Two badges, a man and a woman, were held up at the entrance. The guy was screaming in Rita's face, and I could see her calm façade starting to crack. Anna jumped out of the car and headed over to see what was happening, and I left John and Cyndi with Mor at the alcove where all the homeless were craning their necks to watch what was happening.

Of the two cops confronting Rita, one caught Anna's eye.

"Hernandez, what is this shit?" Anna demanded as she approached.

"The hell you doing out here, Hamill? Thought they finally kicked your ass to the curb. You stop to working for joytoys and pimps now?" the male cop sneered.

Rita's grip tightened on her purple baseball bat, clearly getting ready to swing. I didn't want to get involved in the whole mess, but Anna was in the middle of it so I had to back her up. I patted the holster on my hip, ensuring my Chao was in place and ready to go.

Hernandez, the female officer Anna had called out, put a restraining hand on her partner's shoulder. I could see black metal stretching across her right hand, noting she was sporting military-grade chrome. "You need to calm your ass down. You're not making any of this better," she hissed at her partner.

"They got one of ours. We need to show these Mox bitches that we won't be pushed around. If you don't got the heart for it, wait in the car. I'll handle it."

I could feel the situation was slowly unraveling and I knew it was only a matter of time before two cops would be left bleeding out in front of Mox HQ. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a few Mox moving towards us, their hands drifting close to the weapons at their side. Hernandez seemed to understand the growing danger her partner was creating and tightened her grip on his shoulder, drawing his attention.

"Stop talking. Get back in the car. Now."

Her words finally got through to him. Or maybe it was the way her metal hand dug into his shoulder, making him gasp in pain. He glanced around, realizing he was vastly outnumbered and outgunned. His hand started to drift to the gun holstered at his side, but Hernandez tightened her grip and stopped him. He got the message and, with one last dirty look at Anna and Rita, moved back to the patrol car.

"What the hell was that?" asked Anna as the crowd realized there wasn't going to be any bloodshed and started dispersing. Rita still looked pissed and ready to fight but seemed to recognize that Anna had defused the situation and had everything under control.

"Meat wagons picked up Kirk this morning. Shoveled him off the sidewalk a couple blocks from here. Word around the station is he was bragging about a joytoy informant who was gonna make him heaps of eddies. Then he turns up dead. We were coming to Lizzie's to check if they knew anything when..." she trailed off, gesturing to the scene around her.