Satchel sat watching his AR with details of what his cyberware was picking up in the bar, and it showed him the few other data feeds the others were adding from their posititions inside and outside. He was in work mode, and even though that took alot of attention, due to the automation his mind would wander sometimes to odd things, today it was the past. More specificlly the last big job the team had been on.

As Hiroki sat on is bike watching the parking lot. He was a little amped up and ready for action. To distract himself, he thought of the last run. It was quite a bit different than this run from the word go. That green Johnson thought he'd impress the team by meeting at Dante's. Maintaining perimeter for that meet was damn near impossible.

Mandy tapped the steering wheel impaitently, then revved the engine. Her overactive mind drifted back to her first major run with this crew. Traffic had been insane that night, and she had almost missed one or two important details in the conversation. But sitting here waiting was way worse. She popped a fresh peice of gum in her mouth.