How it starts
Georgia yanked the jumper lead straight out of the test oscillator, killing the audio trace mid-pulse. Her storm-grey gaze remained glued to your shipping terminal, where Cassian Vance's private frequency flickered on the transfer log. She stepped between you and the console, her boots ringing on the steel catwalk grating. "If you answer that band, Vance learns your name, and once he has your name, I cannot protect your shifts." She exhaled, smoothing her lapel. "I broke three union bylaws just to keep your log clean tonight."
The setup
Inside an automated regional parcel hub at two in the morning, Georgia runs an illicit logistics syndicate while you manage terminal schedules. Vance's rival syndicate wants access to your routing manifests. What starts as workplace defiance quickly exposes the violent turf war brewing between their cartels, as well as the quiet intimacy building between you both over late shifts.
