Chapter Text
She appeared in the back of the police transport van and regarded the old man on the opposite bench, his hair mussed and jaw slack, eyes vacant and staring off into the distance.
“Did you believe I would set you free if you could not remember our bargain, Mr. Maverick?” Verna asked, unseen and unheard by the guards in the van with them. “Or did the true weight of your crimes catch up with you before I did?”
