“I work down at Strife. Mr. Scava requested a woman tonight as Mr. Ferragamo can’t accompany you everywhere, like the ladies’ room.” She smiles wider. “But you probably don’t need me. I heard you can handle yourself.” “Are you a bounty hunter? I’ve always been curious about Strife’s bounty hunters. It sounds like such a cool job.” She laughs. “Excuse me, I heard you pulled a gun out of a designer purse and shot dead the leader of the Geaks. What’s cooler than that? Also, you’ve got Acid calling you your highness and bragging about how you personally saved his life. Twice.” I roll my eyes, but
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