As he hesitated over whether to contact Rogue again, an unfamiliar call suddenly came in.
Seeing the unfamiliar number, Mosley froze for a moment.
Who could this be?
His colleagues at NetWatch would never contact him on their own. Besides, he had saved all their names in his contacts.
His social circle was extremely narrow. Aside from his coworkers, he barely had any friends, and he had lost touch with all his schoolmates long ago.
In Night City, he only knew Mr. Hanz and Savage King—both of whom might call him on their own.
But he had already saved both of their numbers.
So who could be calling him from this unfamiliar number?
While Mosley was lost in thought, the phone kept ringing.
After hesitating for another moment, Mosley finally answered.
"Who is this?"
A young voice came through the phone. "I heard you've run into some trouble lately. I'm here to help."
"Help me?" Mosley jolted upright and instantly became wary.
He was indeed in trouble, but how did this young man on the phone know about it?
Besides, apart from Rogue, who was dissatisfied with the price, none of the other fixers in the city was willing to take the job.
Who was this young man? How dare he go against the Voodoo Boys?
Did he really have the confidence to do it, or was he simply a con artist?
"Who are you? Where did you get this number?"
Perhaps hearing the tension and wariness in Mosley's voice, the young man chuckled and said gently, "Let me introduce myself first. I'm the president of Dawn Military Contracting Company. You can call me Su. As for where I got your number, naturally, I got it from Rogue."
Hearing Rogue's name, Mosley's tone eased slightly.
Although he had not been