“Thank you. Congratulations on another paycheck.”

“Keep him in sight. We must allow him to believe he is making progress.”

“Castle is making a move tomorrow night.” @aranehenna.bsky.social

Midday wine.

Thank you kindly.

Wesley will have one for you on the way out. You will be paid handsomely.

Do not let him see you. A tracker in his van, or something close —- need to find where the rat is hiding.

Frank Castle.

I need a man trailer. Can you do that?

What is your intentions here, child. Are you asking me for work?

Hm. Things go as usual.

What.

City so nice they named it twice.

New York. Kingpin’s Penthouse. —- @velvetvendetta.bsky.social A glass of whiskey sits idly on his desk. The New York skyline drapes behind him with window and city lights that look like stars. “So. Is it finished?”

Sorely missed.

That it is. A city that will break you down unless you have the strength to hold it up. I believe I see that strength in you, April. And I only hope you see it in me. I can count on your vote, come November?

So wasteful. You must not have many aspirations.

No, no. The pleasure is all mine. Wilson Fisk —- [ Offering a very large, very brute like hand. ] As I’m sure you’re aware. You’re very interesting, April. Smart, lethal, a good mix. Such a bright future.

It was just the beginning, you dolt. November, be ready for it.

Yes. Fear is just the tip of respect, if they do not fear you —- they do not respect you. Forgive, I do not know your name, but I will be in your corner.

Nor I you. Looks like we are cut of the same cloth —- a higher being than most. Lean into it, before they won’t let you. But know that I will never put chains on you.

Always.

Leave her alone.

Am not.

I like this one greatly.

Thank you, it’s about time someone showed kindness around here.

City is infested.

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Have you finished?

Heartbroken, you still have not grown up.

Wishing death upon someone —- how ill-mannered of you. Wouldn’t expect less, however.

I believe you thought I was dead. Don’t be an idiot.

Has it been that boring without me?

Dispose of the body Wesley, and have my table reservation ready by four.

Summer Fever.

Due to a recent assault on my life, but that mysterious girl again, The Gala will unfortunately be pushed the following weekend.

Boo hoo.