"I've got a source who says you didn't just blow up the Arasaka tower—you burned it from the inside out.
UNPROMPTED ASKS | ACCEPTING
V LET OUT A DRY CHUCKLE, SHAKING HER HEAD . "YOUR SOURCE ALSO TELL YOU I WRESTLED ADAM SMASHER BARE-HANDED AND WON ?" SHE FOLDED HER ARMS, EXPRESSION SETTLING SOMEWHERE BETWEEN AMUSED AND UNIMPRESSED. "BLOW UP ONE WAREHOUSE, SUDDENLY YOU'RE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERY EXPLOSION WITHIN A FIFTY-MILE RADIUS..." A CROOKED GRIN TUGGED AT THE CORNER OF HER MOUTH. "BESIDES... IF SOMEONE DID BURN ARASAKA FROM THE INSIDE OUT …" SHE LEANED IN JUST ENOUGH TO LOWER HER VOICE. "...DON'T YOU THINK THEY WOULD'VE DONE A BETTER JOB OF COVERING THEIR TRACKS ? OR MAYBE THEY'D WANT PEOPLE TALKING." V SHRUGGED. "EITHER WAY, SOUNDS LIKE ONE HELL OF A STORY." SHE TURNED TO LEAVE BEFORE GLANCING BACK OVER HER SHOULDER. "JUST MAKE SURE, WHEN YOU PRINT IT, YOU SPELL MY NAME RIGHT." A WINK. "CAN'T BECOME A NIGHT CITY LEGEND IF THE BYLINE'S GOT A TYPO."









