I wanted to question the validity of Arachne's threats, but someone of her reputation and decking prowess figuratively had my meatspace body by the balls from where she stood. She knew the name behind Birdie. My friends. My enemies. If she wanted to, she could have every other merc in the city on a manhunt for us. So my only option to keep the rest of the team safe was to play ball with Arachne's demands, then plan to screw Mr Johnson over without having Ray beat the crap out of me. At this point, I had no idea what was worse. Neither the possibility of retribution from Ray's fists nor getting my whole team captured by Remus Sec were appealing options. But Arachne was making me decide between outcomes where the odds were against my favor.
