Four edgerunners, one clean job - pick up pre-paid gear at a warehouse from a guy named Viktor, run it across the city, and drop it at a dead drop. No heat, no hassle, no problem.

After a quick supply run at the Night Market, the Crew gets tagged in for something a little less casual. One of DangerMaus' supply shipments went dark mid-transit. Cargo jacked, driver missing, trail gone cold.