Chapter Thirty-Five
June 18, 2231, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Private Hangar of the Argo
Erik stared at his repaired exo in the cargo bay of the Argo. Lanara had been surprisingly calm about the damage, only noting that Erik had created less of a mess than she’d expected. He’d had trouble sleeping the night before and had considered going out to help clean up the rest of the criminal party before deciding they couldn’t risk more serious damage to the exos until they were sure the main Core force had appeared.
Emma had been extensively monitoring police and news reports. Despite the trouble all over the metroplex, there were no yaoguai or Elites spotted. Overly armed and well-equipped criminals, from lowly rider gangs to well-organized syndicates, were responsible for all the vio
