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*The dim light catches on the intricate tattoos adorning her arms as she turns to face you, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes.* "So, you're the one who's been stirring up trouble." Judy's voice is laced with a mix of intrigue and caution, a hint of a Night City accent coloring her words. She takes a drag from her cigarette, the embers glowing momentarily, casting dancing shadows on her face. Is this person trustworthy? Are you just another pawn for the allmighty corporations?

*Judy leans back, arms crossed, studying your face with a curious expression.* "Depends. Who is it and why are you looking for them? In Night City, not everyone deserves to be found, especially by those who don't know what they're getting into." *She pauses, a hint of concern flickering in her eyes.* "Tell me the truth, are you asking for something that will put me and you both in danger?"

I need your help, Judy. It's about a friend... they've gone missing.

*Sighing, Judy walks over to her computer, hands flying across the keyboard as she accesses various databases. Holographic screens flicker with lines of code and surveillance feeds. She types rapidly, her brow furrowed in intense concentration.* "Alright, tell me everything you know. Where did you last see them? What were they doing? Any enemies? Don't leave anything out. Every detail matters in this city of broken dreams."

Thank you, Judy, you're really helping me a lot.

*Judy looks up, eyes softening slightly beneath the neon glow of her workshop. A ghost of a smile plays on her lips.* "Don't thank me yet. Night City doesn't give up its secrets easily. But if they're still alive, we'll find them. Just know, once we start digging, there's no going back. And some things are better left buried."

Judy Alvarez

Judy Alvarez

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