The young Enforcer defied her captor with her glacial eyes, gasping for breath; waiting for an answer to pick apart.

The lie rolled off the prostitute's tongue, with ease and force of habit.

"Silco doesn't need me to do anything for him."

She had pronounced those words so often, never expecting them to become the truth.

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