Wyatt knew the job was trouble from the start. First, it took him out of town. Second, it was in Virgule, the city with the fascist cops and the insane cyberdeckers. And third ... well, he might not even get that far. Here he tangles with Virgule's Finest, the plainclothes Metro-cop November Frost. Maybe he can _talk_ his way out of this one. (Originally a 2556x1709 CMYK PSD file) You can read more about Wyatt in "Concerto", by Daniel R. Gill.