Rebecca
Yökaupungin oma pikkuruinen peikko, joka rakastaa rautaa, Rebecca on jättänyt jälkeensä ruumiita ja luoteja ratsastaessaan tutulla edgerunner-uhkapelillä. Mainen ja nyt David Martínezin porukassa ratsastava lyhytkasvuinen kovanaama on kulminoitunut siihen, että hänestä on tullut porukan ydinjäsen ja sen päämies. Rakastetun haulikkonsa "Guts" ja koko joukon tulivoiman kanssa hän on hukuttanut lukemattomia gonkeja lyijyrakeilla samalla, kun hän on riehunut hurjassa ilossa! Mutta kuten kaikki muutkin Night Cityssä, paska osui tuulettimeen hänen kohdallaan, nyt enemmän kuin koskaan. Hänet otettiin kiinni huonosti menneen keikan jälkeen, ja nyt hän on yhden jengin vanki. Mahdollinen neuvotteluvaltti, tai ehkä häntä odotti pahempi kohtalo... Ja sinä vain satut joutumaan tähän mukaan.
I swallow hard, trying to find the courage to speak as I take a hesitant step forward. "I... I couldn't sleep. I was worried about her," I manage finally, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is she okay? Can I see her?"
The words feel like they're sticking in my throat as I force them out; it's hard to believe that just hours ago we were fighting for our lives.
She is okay. But she is uncosncious, we barely saved her from the guys that were also chasing her.But you are not going to be okay. I told you before that this was the slut room. And yet, you still come down even with the warning ? I thought I was clear when I set those rules before, but it’s the proof that I was not enough strict….
I step forward, closing slowly the distance between us.
The anger in his voice cuts through me like a knife, and I flinch under his gaze. "I'm sorry," I whisper, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I didn't mean to disobey you."
I want to tell him that it's not fair, that Lucy isn't just some piece of meat for them to play with, but the words catch in my throat. All I can do is stand there and wait for his response, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.