According to the paydata your fixer provided, the meet takes place in an online virtual gaming site called Battle Grid! at 1900 tomorrow. Attached to the location is a temporary logon and password, along with instructions to meet in the “chat/assembly area” (a.k.a. the Pit) of a game called Bad CARma: Desert Zombie Holocaust! Your contact is suspiciously not calling themselves Mr. Johnson, but rather “Lambda-3”.
How about that? Mr. Johnson is a gamer.
After a quick trip through a couple Matrix grids, you log on and, thanks to the directory, find yourself in the virtual “racing pit” area, waiting for the current game to end. According to the game’s leader board, Lambda-3 is in the lead.
A virtual window allows everyone to watch the game in progress. It takes place in a rocky desert, where several highly modified off-road vehicles blast away at each other with a myriad of weapons including: machine guns, rockets, jury-rigged weapons (such as catapults, ballistae, and welded-on melee weapons). All the while dodging—or in some cases, going right through—obstacles and/or hordes of undead. You watch as Lambda-3 cuts hard to the left, hood-blade cleaving clean through a dozen undead, sending gore and body parts flying. He then turns another car into a fireball with a well-placed rocket shot.
The match comes to an end with Lambda-3 ahead by over a thousand points and a dozen kills. All the remaining cars/players re-spawn in the pit, awaiting a new game. Another virtual window opens, and you see old and new names shuffle into open player slots for the next the game—except for Lambda-3
A man in a suit that’s a cross between a racing suit and Viking armor then walks up to you. He removes his horned racing helmet and smiles. “Hey chummers, sorry for the wait, the game ran a bit long. Why don’t you come into my virtual garage and we can talk some business.”