Chapter Fifty-Three
March 10, 2229, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Apartment of Erik Blackwell
Reclining on his couch, Erik took a sip of his third beer of the night as the screen on the wall played a recent hit music vid on mute.
It was nice to have a little time to sit and relax after all the chaos in recent days. He wasn’t sure he would ever complain about things being slow at the 1-2-2 again.
The 1-2-2’s raid of Kerrigan Systems netted all the major players, and CID investigations had already been launched to close down some of the black-market channels they had been planning to use to send their yaoguai off Earth.
The effects of the dual raids would ripple across the entire UTC.
All the top executives were pointing fingers at each other and trying to cut deals. Desperate to
