"You say they wanted to sell Farazad? Who to?" Carla thought back over the conversation her camera had captured. What had the shadowrunner named Raven said? He’d started to say a name—something like "ren." Carla had thought it to be a man’s name. Renny. Or Reynolds, perhaps. But now she realized what it had to be. "Ren" wasn’t a who, but a what. A corporation.