Matz Wernz
His morning were normally quiet and peaceful, having only need to glance at his Candlestick charts, sip his Peruvian Coffee, and review the Containment report on their Shackled AIs. It was an easy, simple life, the Perks of being a General Manager of the Swiss Sovereign Wealth Fund, North America Division.
The new neighbor, some rich kid exiled by his father, was a nuisance that he could never have imagined. The squad of 'Animals' hired as Security were the loudest most obnoxious bunch of people in the entire neighbors. The normally subtle and professional aura given by the Professional Security Companies hired by the other neighbors was a much more preferable choice, due to their inoffensive and unremarkable nature in the background.
The loud Caliburn making drag passes in the street was a new nuisance that added to his day.
"Sir, that Caliburn has been making repeated passes, and specifically revving his engines when he passes nearby" his Head of Security Otto interrupted "Bianca has run the plate, and it directs to a local teen involved with petty crime, we think its a distraction, but we are uncertain about the target"
"We suggest giving a small call and bribe to the NCPD to run them off" the Deputy Head of Security added "Something, small but appreciated, about $5,000"
"Agreed, sending you the required Euros" Matz replied "Inform me of any updates"
His own Security were his countrymen the Swiss Guard, who held a reputation for being a reliable Mercenary Company since the Thirteenth Century, they were subtle, with normal proportions, and none of gaudy overt Cybernetics that people of North America seemingly enjoyed. They were the product of extensive Biological and Cybernetic precision of Italian and German make.
His musing about the Cultural difference between the Americans and Europeans were interrupted by the sharp cacophony of gunfire. He reached into his desk and pulled out a Glock 98, and did the standard weapons checks, while also slotting in a Virtual Machine Chip into his Socket. With Otto entering his office with his Sig Rifle strapped to his chest. He also brought up the external camera views, and noted the 3 vehicles in front of the neighbor kids gate.
"The target is next door, counted 3 attackers storming in from the Front, heavily armed" Otto interrupted "The attack was well coordinated, within 10 secs of the first gunshot, firefight lasted close to 20 secs total, it was a clean strike"
"Professionals" Matz noted as a Behemoth rolled up into the now opened driveway "To a degree"
"The NCPD will be arriving within the next 5 minutes" Otto said "Should we redirect them"
"Tell them the situation is handled, and the car drove away" Matz stated "Send them another $1,000 for their prompt action"
With that Otto shouted an order to one of the guards, and brought in his laptop and body armor, which he used to call and wire the money. The internal cameras have shown that the entire Security team was Armed and Armored for a fight. They were prepared for any attack now, he was unconcerned. The neighbors driveway was more interesting for now.
He watched the Strike Team move around in the driveway. He noted how nobody was running security of the perimeter, and the haphazard nature of their hauling of equipment into the Truck, and the way they manipulated their weapons, that these were Professional Rookies. He kept watch over them on the cameras for the next 3 hours as they hauled everything away, until a certain Operator exited, and his camera died.
"Netrunner Operative, with extensive experience in combat operations" Otto acknowledged "She moved with a grace befitting a seasoned professional"
"Must be their Training Officer" Matz added "The others still have a long way to go"