R3ndy

Kael kicked the back door open and vanished into the rainy alleyway. Behind him, the silence of the dead city settled. But in the darkness of the bar, despite the fried circuits and the smoke, the neon sign gave one last, defiant flicker.

Kael slid into the cracked leather seat. "Just the coffee, R3ndy. And the job." Kael kicked the back door open and vanished