It would appear so.

Checking your coat pockets you are a little surprised to find a set of keys, a personal credit stick that reads $3280, and 3 loaded pistol magazines, 7 rounds of odd looking fat bullets your computer hud informs you are .450 armor piercing duplex rounds, big fat 30 gram bullets launched at 500m/s. “So I must have a...” In a holster under your arm you clearly don’t remember strapping on you find either rather large pistol or tiny rifle. It has a 9” barrel, side charging handle, and a small folding stock. A quick check indicates the gun is loaded with 6 rounds and seems to have been fired recently. “When did I...” Your question fades when you see something that shouldn’t be possible.

Racing past you on a motorcycle is Lynx, wearing a little black dress, and with the prototype case behind him strapped to the bike. "Wait, if that is me, who am I?”

As he speeds out of sight you get a text message. Nice work, your payment is at the drop.” Your computer then indicates for you the locations of your vehicle and of the drop roughly 10miles away.