I stared at the profile picture of the kid and frowned at the D8 at the bottom of the image. I wondered about that as I scrolled down the image to get only a passing few details on the man from his typical hobbies of gaming and racing bikes. Not much else.

“So is this kid a new G.E.H. model or one of the old ones on his last leg?”

Valkyrie was silent.

I looked up see her gaze focused intently focused on the skyway ignoring me. She had heard the question.

I scrolled down the entire file and profile with a flick of my finger on the screen and read the file. No mention on what type of G.E.H he was. In fact no mention he was a G.E.H at all.

“How do you know the kid is a tech born?” Valkyrie asked. “Is it your eye?”

“I just made a guess because of the name. It’s a classification for GEHs. So if he isn’t a G.E.H his pack mother most be one. What I read from the file he’s addicted to attending music concerts and cheery Bomb cigarettes. We can start with interviewing his coworkers at the runner station he works out of to get a feel for his pattern.”

“Are you fucking with me?!” Valkyrie asked.

I shook my head. “No.”

“Your a fucking with me. Be honest. How can you make that thought leap?”

“Focus on the job.” I said.

“Tell me, Damn it.”

I snorted. “It’s the name and his eyes. He looks sixteen but his eyes and name tell me he’s at least maybe in his sixties by human standards but by GEH that would still put him in a youngster category. So what are we doing here Valkyrie? Are we hunting for this kid or just trying to find out where he is.”

Silence met my words. She looked away from me and continued driving. “You find em. I’m going to bag him. You don’t need to do anything else.”

Damn it. I thought she was done with his shit but apparently the price tag or something else was going on here. I saw her shaking her head but she wasn’t looking at me.

“Just leave it. I’m not going to explain and you don’t have to over think it. It’s just one job. Where do we start?”

“I just told you. We start with his friends. They’ll tell us what concert he’s going to or whatever trouble he might or might not be into.”