"Search the sub-floors immediately," a man shouted from above. "Find where that power draw was coming from!"
Arsenio sat in absolute darkness, listening to the heavy thud of tactical boots echoing across the concrete floor of the upper warehouse. The voice was unfamiliar, rough, and strained, but Arsenio did not move a single muscle.
He didn't panic because he knew precisely how the local power distribution network was mapped. The sudden blackout wasn't a syndicate raid targeting him; it was a simple grid failure caused by an illegal mining rig drawing power three blocks away.
"Clear!" another voice yelled from the far end of the upper floor. "Just an old blown transformer on the main street line! No one here!"
The heavy footsteps gradually faded into the distance, followed by the
