"Yeah, they did. And according to them, the assholes were either conveniently working somewhere else or they just... didn't remember a black-out."

And that really, really bothers him.

"There's something big going on here. That much is pretty obvious." He settles down in the chair. "Don't fuckin' know if this is because they've replaced a bunch of people already with the 'good' finished models or what. I know they're taking our memories, though."

And that means inevitably the Heart is done for. They just have to get to the right memories.

"But, today, I need some help on a case. Usually people come back from the dead here? And some bitch is killin' people and managing to keep them dead. All I've figured out is that she's female and she's a drug dealer."