Bad Luck Strikes Again

Down the road from the apartments, Two aerial personnel carriers landed in the street, causing the many residents of the area to turn and run as they could smell the reek of trouble that was brewing within.

The side doors of the carriers opened up and two squads of heavily armed, heavily augmented men and women began forming up in the streets. After they all formed up, a final man left the one of the carriers, he had a large cool blue cybernetic eye that seemed to be calculating everything it observed in front of it.

It almost immediately spotted his boss' stolen bike down the road, unattended which caused him to chuckle at the irony. He suddenly called out to the man closest to him. "Do we still have tracking on the key?"