“Cay doesn’t call her Tornado for nothing. Maybe she spun some shit up, and now she’s on the lam. We can’t afford to hide a fugitive right now, Mars. We leave for the Winter Classic tomorrow. And I’m sure as fuck not going to prison as her accomplice. Are you kidding me?” “No one’s going to jail,” Ilmari replies. “Just give her a moment to compose herself, and she’ll tell us why she’s here.”
