The Splintered State

You are woken up at a god-awful hour by Knight Errant's finest battering down your door with their fists.

The next thing you know, you're being stuffed into a patrol car, ferried off, and then thrown into an interrogation room with far less grace and kindness than even you're used to from these sorts of encounters. And they grill you and grill you and grill you relentlessly. Where were you last night? What were you doing? Who could verify that story if they asked?

And then a lawyer comes in and starts chewing them out about harassing 'their' client. Who, apparently, is you.

From there, things are only going to spiral out further and further as you are tasked to get a comm off of a nobody drug dealer and bring it back to a Mr. Johnson who's offering a pretty penny for the job. The only catch is that it has to be done tonight, when your wrists are still sore from those KE handcuffs. Little do you know that you are about to stumble into a mess that has some of the most powerful faces in the city vying to get in on a piece of the action you're holding onto...