Recent content by Esher Hatfield

Esher passed an abandoned warehouse covered with Maelstrom tags and he would've walked on if it wasn't for the compact car turning his way from a crossroads up ahead. Ninety-nine out of a hundred times it would be an unrelated commutor who had no idea of his existence or the giant fuckup he had...

It was raining like it always seemed to do whenever Esher ventured out to this part of Night City. It had both advantages and its disadvantages. For one, he could climb over the outer fence without having to bother with the prying eyes of the security guard making his night shift rounds, for he...