He called an ambulance.
And dragged himself away from the scene.
But what he never expected was that the ambulance actually had business ties with the Scavengers.
The doctor in the ambulance knocked him out with a handkerchief soaked in Sevoflurane.
When he woke up, he was already in a Scavenger hideout.
Fortunately, because he had so many cybernetic implants, the Scavengers decided to wait before dealing with him.
Unfortunately, being dissected alive was only a matter of time.
"Stop scaring him, Fegachevsky, you idiot. If he pisses himself, are you going to clean it up?"
Liptov shoved the Scavenger who had just flashed Max a toothy grin.
He walked over to the sink.
He turned on the faucet.
He placed his hands beneath the rushing water.
He washed the blood off his hands.
"Trachev, any news on those two people I asked you to find?"
Another Scavenger removed his bloodstained gloves.
He dropped them to the floor with a slap.
"I asked the neighbors. You know, the Korean old woman who lives diagonally across the street. She said it was a big guy from the Valentino Gang, a Ceres young man, a white woman, and a woman of mixed Japanese and European descent. They were the ones who wrecked your brother's place in Japantown."
"Those sons of bitches came looking for that corporate woman, Sandra Dorset, and killed my brother on their way out. Do you have any connections in Afterlife? Help me ask around. I want to know who did it! This isn't over."
Bang!
Liptov had not finished speaking.
A Scavenger who had been standing guard upstairs came rolling down the stairs into the basement.
His head kissed the wall.
His neck folded ninety degrees with a crisp crack.
"Who's there?!"
Caught off guard by the sudden