The Johnson (Johnson McJohnson) had a contact in a mine that was supposed to tell her if they found anything so she could swoop in and buy it right as it was about to become profitable, but contact went cold after a “we found something” message so she hired the team to investigate to see if the mine was worth buying (she paid off the team’s medical bills from a street doc that was basically Johnny Silverhand)….The team who was all orks and trolls went to the mine but the miners were on strike saying the mine was haunted. Turns out they had tunneled into a gang’s underground weed farm….which due to a growing ritual with plant spirits gone wrong summoned a weed dryad that was angry that her home was being harvested and began filling the mine with dank magic smoke that caused paranoia to the point the miners would turn on each other. After surviving a drive by from the Lungs of Steel gang the shaman accidentally drew the attention of air spirits to the point of bringing in a sandstorm so the team drove their blacked out Tesla with a gun turret into the mine. The street sam solved the situation by loving inebriation so much he confessed his love to the dryad and proposed while high AF. The Johnson turned out to be a McDonald’s regional director who did shadow vulture capitalism as a side hustle. The decker burned her and her competition “The King” by selling everything including her real identity to the media because she had cut their pay from 10k to 8k when the team’s face glitched the negotiation earlier….btw this was on mars