Ellis told him he'd have access to the Clan's armory, but he needed it not. Claude brought with him all the tools of the trade, from machetes to AK-47s, he had everything he needed.

"Chrome, spiked knuckles? Check."

"Laser-guided crossbow? Check."

"Vial of VX poison gas? Check."

"Custom-made chrome pistols? Check."

"Condoms? Heh. Check."

"Celebatory cigar and lighter in the inevitable event of completing the assignment? Check. That's everything."

Claude reviewed his inventory, everything he'd need to complete the assignment was at his fingertips, and it was time to go.