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Revy snorted. “Ghosts don’t bleed. And everything in this city bleeds.”

“Ochoa!” she called out, her voice echoing into the fog. “I am here! Face me!” black lagoon: roberta

She walked into the center of the clearing, her boots echoing on the wet concrete. Revy snorted

Revy’s hand twitched toward her pistol, but Rock’s hand was faster, resting on her wrist. “Revy. Please.” “I am here

She stood up, turned her back on him, and walked away into the fog.

Rock’s glass paused halfway to his lips. He had seen her only once, years ago, during the carnage she left in her wake while trying to rescue her young master, Garcia. She had been a force of nature then—a hurricane in an apron, wielding a shotgun with the grace of a concert pianist. But that storm had passed. She had returned to the Lovelace estate in Venezuela. Or so everyone believed.