I waited. "So that's what Jackson was on about. Well, it's been a while since I've seen any of the 'borg contacts on the streets." she said. "We got the meeting because we have a good reputation. But this is apparently information that you didn't have but were targeted for by a death squad for. "And if I'm not that special to be put in the loop, that means all of us on the street level are targets." she supplied the rest. She glared at me for a moment before pulling out her phone. Her handgun was trained on me. "You have 3 chances. If they don't give me your story, you die. Got that?" she warned. I was fine with those terms. She could not kill me easily. Even if she went hostile, I could kill her and move on to another Libra Force operative. She called operatives she knew were PEP units: Henrietta, Jimmy, Quick and Zayne. Both Jimmy and Henrietta and confirmed they were in hiding but refused to say why. When she called up Zayne, she suddenly stopped him from talking mid sentence. It made me look at her in surprise. "Don't bullshit me! You're in big trouble, right?" They were close.
Zayne broke and told her the real story. They indeed were trying to find a place to gather for the next stage of the progenitor's infiltration of the continent. However, it all somehow got leaked from someone in Libra Force. Both the government and Phobia were now after them. Some of them literally needed to hide underground to take advantage of the special charge ports there. "Fuck that, Z! No friend of mine is living in the fucking sewer. Text me the coordinates and I come get you and all the guys you got down there." The woman went out got into her car. She came back several hours later. The sedan was shot up and the passengers were heavily injured. There was a big fight at some point. The woman brought Quick and Zayne with her. "We still need at least two more PEP unit agents." Zayne said as he was eased into a chair by the man. "The mission from the transmission hub required 4 opinions." The woman groaned. "You guys're fucked right now. Do you know how much bleach I'm going to need to clean the hallway and elevator!?" she said before groaning. "And a new car."
Luckily there was a unit that actually had an apartment nearby with a partner also in the syndicate. It did not take the man too much coaxing for the female PEP to move in with the others for the time being. She also happened to know Mouse, another PEP unit agent. Known for his mousy brown hair and submissive demeanor. He was hiding across the city in another sewer. The woman facepalmed and said "I guess I'll go rescue him then." "I would if I was given the coordinates." I offered. She glared at me and told me to shut up. She had the poor cyborg covered in raw sewage walking in the streets. That probably drew lots of attention. I was mentally preparing to have a large shootout in the apartment. Going over it from the top all over again they nodded. "We were not trying to hide it from the humans in the group. It was just a secret project the transmission hub wanted us to work on. We were on the 'net looking for places and running the calculations for it." Mouse said as we looked at the agents. "It took you weeks? You couldn't reach out to higher ups!? Say you were okay?" I snapped.
