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It wasn't a list of weapons. It wasn't a list of drugs or stolen credit chips. The D5T5 Price List was far more valuable. It was the internal ledger for the city's governing AI, the "Architect." It listed the cost of bribing the machine that controlled the traffic lights, the power grid, the police deployment algorithms.

"Dear god," The Archivist whispered. "It’s real."

"Did you think I was bluffing?" Jax asked, leaning against the counter. "You think I’d risk a head-shot from a Sentry Bot for a decoy?"

Priceless, as it's a one-of-a-kind creation.

"500 Credits," The Archivist read. "Cheap."