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You find yourself staring at an image of Imani Freeman. <span class="mu-g">"Yes. I can't recall us ever having a chance to lure him to the waking world."</span> You say calmly. <span class="mu-g">"So let's not take any chances. Have Bandersnatch remain on site. Have him lay low, and out of any dreams on the Wall. This is still fresh. Let's watch them, gather more intel on both, routine, known associates, anything. When we make a move it should be with a stacked deck. Have daily briefings relayed directly to White Rabbit."</span>
Jonah nods. "I agree, once we have a clearer picture I'll draw up a few plans for exfiltration for us to run scenarios with. That's everything I have for tonight, guys. Thanks for your attention." He offers to the group as a whole, as he closes out his material on the holo-display.
You thank him, and the meeting closes out with Estelle talking a bit about regional and global press coverage of Syron and it's more notable companies, and reminds you all of the upcoming <span class="mu-s">Blue Pearl Gala</span>. It's a major press event for Hilton-Chihara, Syron's resort and travel firm, attended by company executives, representatives from other firms, elites with HC-VIP subscriptions, celebrities, and cybershow influencers. Usually you manage to find a date for the Blue Pearl, and consider adding that to your agenda. Probably won't be any nice girls at Lotti Dah's, later, and you'll be fucked sideways with a flaming rake before you invite Vincent, at least not in his current state. Your mind wanders, though. To the mess down at the harbor, at first, and then you're thinking about the Wall. You're thinking about Tidewinder. You're thinking about Dr. Monroe, and the nightmares she's in for, how she'll likely have her first one this week and think little of it. You think about Dr. Kenton. You might try to go see her before the Blue Pearl, if you can find the time.
You only regain your focus when the meeting concludes, and when you do, the first thing you focus on is getting free of the office building. You send White Rabbit to your office, having him dock the drone there before transferring the AI to your mobile. Then, you head to a lower floor bathroom, and sidle up to the sinks, and look at your reflection, staring into your eyes a moment. You can't help but smile. You sigh, content, and step up onto the sink, and then directly through the mirror as if it were no more than a bead curtain, leaving not a trace of you behind. Time for a drink.
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