[If he only knew how wrong that image actually is...]

Oh you know... One day you're minding your own business, stealing absurd amounts of money in Paris and the next day you find out someone's been playing serial killer under your name.

[She's not bitter at all, absolutely not. It's not as if she's lost her online identity, her reputation, her carefully crafted personas, and ultimately her arm to this mess.

This is fine.

This time, the drag is longer, more thoughtful as well as quietly angry. The first week was torture. The first month, absolute hell. Six months out, and she's still getting those waves of anger and frustration.]

And how did ex-SWAT become a security guard, hm?