Sevika sighed as she entered Silco’s office. “We couldn’t find any tracks of her anywhere. We are continuing the sear…” The slowy rotating armchair of Silco actually revealed Jinx holding a few papers. Her tiny boobs pointed toward Sevika, and no Silco could be seen. “Tell me, who lost who exactly?” Sevika rushed to grab Jinx but she triggered a tripwire that diffused soporific gas in the whole room. Sevika fell into slumber as she saw Jinx put on a gas mask and wave her goodnight.

A slap woke up Sevika. Jinx tied her up in Silco’s chair. Jinx herself sat on the desk, her boobs swung freely. “So, looks like we got up from the wrong arm. Let’s start with the other one.” And she stabbed her knife into her flesh shoulder. Sevika held back her cry. “No need, it’s your sister. VI is her with an enforcer. She guides them around and it seems like they are looking for you.” This was a shock for Jinx. “No, no this can’t be. She is dead!” oh god Sevika smirked despite the knife still in her shoulder. “She is alive, at least she was last time I saw her. I have no reasons to lie. This is time for Silco to see how unstable you are.” At those words burst into laughter. “You think I’m unstable? Well I’ll make something for Silco and we’ll see what he thinks of that.” She said while grabbing Sevika’s head.

On the complete opposite of the city. Marcus found his home after a long day of work patching up Jinx’s screw up and Silco’s traffic. Then he heard sounds from his daughter’s room. “Oh looks like your dad is here. Hello Sheriff Marcus.” Marcus saw Silco playing with his daughter along with two armed henchmen. They built a card castle. “You were working so much that Ren had to open the door instead. Do you remember VI? Vander’s daughter? I thought you said she left along with her father. It would be sad to be separated for your father, isn’t it Ren?” The little girl made a pout and a nod as she put the next card. “Sh-she is working, at a secure place.” Silco looked him dead in the eyes.

“She’s in the undercity. With a girl about her age, an enforcer.” Marcus panicked. “No no. oh, That’s Caitlyn Kiramman. I don’t have much control over her because of her family.” Silco stood up almost knocking the castle down. “Then why do I need you? Everyone make mistakes, the important part is to not repeat them. And to fix them.” Silco sat again and pinched Ren’s cheek. “I mean, you should send VI along with Vander as soon as possible. Put yourself in their shoes, you wouldn’t want Ren here to work in the undercity, unable to see her for the rest of her life? So let’s avoid separating families, right?” as he brought his arm back, Silco “accidentally” knocked the card castle over, which made Ren pout once more. The father breaths shortened. “Ye-Yes! I will do so sir!”

Down in the undercity, Caitlyn stepped forward, showing her smile to the worker behind the metal desk. It was covered in bars and curtains that only allowed two green eyes to shine through a small opening. “What are looking for?” said a ghostly voice. “I need medicine. She has an open fracture in her left arm, broken ribs, broken tibia, probably a broken ball joint. A broken nose, broken teeth and severe flesh wounds all around her body, along with deep electric burns.” The trader did not move. “let her die.” it answered monotonously. “I don’t need her in perfect state, just enough to do her job.” A small opening scrapped open and the hands presented Caitlyn a shot of white medicine, but too far inside for her to grab it. “What are you willing to offer?”

The enforcer turned her head toward the malnourished corpse. “Do you take meat?” she could almost hear the voice laugh. “Not enough.” this forced Caitlyn to ponder, the only thing she had left were her uniform, and being naked in Zaun was not a good idea, VI already suffered from that and she had the clothed Caitlyn to watch over her, if they were both naked they wouldn’t last a minute. The other option was to give her riffle, a gift from her now-dead mentor. Well she could always buy a new one, she saw at least two on the corpses there, not as good as hers but enough to kill their way out if needed.

She folded her riffle and slid it into the opening. The junkie’s corpse was harder but she pushed it through. Finally, the trader accepted the deal, they added the final ingredient inside the medicine shot. Caitlyn did not recognise Silco’s miracle drug, but it still gave her a feeling of necessary evil. She took the shot and left. She quicky grabbed a riffle that looked like it would work long enough and met up with VI.