Anger boiled within her. Outrage. That cringing, whiny, pathetic little scarecrow was the ruler of Brockton Bay’s underworld? It didn’t fit. It demanded an answer of some sort.
*cackle*
Oh, this is the real thing. Sophia is faced with concrete proof that she was wrong about Taylor and immediately she latches onto her delusions about her again.
Taylor was never going to be able to 'prove' herself to Sophia, because Sophia always needs a victim to target, because she's a delusional psycho bitch.












