Because even in this day and age, New York just can't seem to shake the ghosts of organized crimes past. She huffs quietly from her place at the door. "Suppose this means another trip to the Bronx," she says to Voodoo with a frown. So much for staying inside the cordon.
"PMCs, convicts, sanitation workers... might as well throw the Mob in there, make it the whole package." If it's an attempt at gallows humor, it's a bad one. there's no joking note to her voice. No teasing little upward lilt at the end of her sentence. Even the light in her eyes seems to have dimmed.
"Just tell him what you know, Torch. Do him and you a favor."
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Because even in this day and age, New York just can't seem to shake the ghosts of organized crimes past. She huffs quietly from her place at the door. "Suppose this means another trip to the Bronx," she says to Voodoo with a frown. So much for staying inside the cordon.
"PMCs, convicts, sanitation workers... might as well throw the Mob in there, make it the whole package." If it's an attempt at gallows humor, it's a bad one. there's no joking note to her voice. No teasing little upward lilt at the end of her sentence. Even the light in her eyes seems to have dimmed.
"Just tell him what you know, Torch. Do him and you a favor."