Panam winced at that playful slap. She and V had secluded several times, but there was never much privacy at the camp, that evening the Aldecaldos had gathered to drink around the fire and she and the mercenary had every intention of having a fantastic fuck.
"Oh yeah, so bad," she muttered as her tanned butt quivered. "I wonder what you're going to do about it," she teased him. She then wrinkled her nose in annoyance. "V, turn off that phone, please," she complained. Panam didn't want her man to be distracted by some mercenary stuff while he was having fun with her.
In Night City, meanwhile, holed up in an air duct in one of the Tiger Claws bases, Judy frantically typed a message.
- "V, please answer me, I'm in trouble!" -
she wrote, before trying to call her friend again.
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