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.

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

Boo hoo.

“Before we know it, New York will be a fascist city with a 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙬 of nine at night. . . .we, Nelson & Murdock, can spin this. Can 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 you. In turn, help 𝙉𝙚𝙬 𝙔𝙤𝙧𝙠 from being under the boot of 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙁𝙞𝙨𝙠.”

“We are trying to do, is protect you from whatever weight Fisk 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 to throw at you. You leave now, disappear, you put a sour taste in everyone’s mouth that people with 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙨 can come and go as they please. Hurt who they want, do what they want.”

Hm.

Ah, so be it. I’ll have security escort you out.

Boring. Is your display done? Must you all have so much bravado and flare?

Speak. Before I lose interest.

Good. That is the intention. Break into my private office, be shot. It is as simple as that, it is not the fault of the hunter that the deer does not see them. Nor is it the fault of mine that the idiot cannot read.

Are all of you as dumb as you look?

The next person to break into my office and attempt to lecture me will be shot.

Busy, busy.

Ah, so be it.

I beg you to not do this all over again.

So that will be two assault charges then?

You must live a sad life then if your goal is to ruin another. Unlike mine, where I had created the Better Hell’s Kitchen project. Which you seemingly destroyed - - but I see that does not matter to you. Nor did the men that you nearly paralyzed. So violent, so ill.

“I think it’s time you left.”

My mother was a saint.

“You poor thing. You still believe I care. Sad, what a life like yours can do to the development of the brain. I have a company to run, go chase cars. Or whatever it is cats do.”

Relate to me? It is. .not something you can do. But you, ancient one, what is there to relate to in a mortal such as myself? When I more so relate to you. Power. Rule. You must be spoken of like a myth.

Must all of you come to me with your problems? Have none of you heard of therapy ever? Day drinking? Anything? Good Christ.

“I will talk to you with how much respect I hold for you, which is little to none. You were better as a criminal than this flamboyant game of cover up you play. Your soul is as mine, Cat. Covered in the dirt of you past, with no cleansing in sight. Accept that. Find peace. Leave your plans to dust.”

I do not. But it is hilarious to be. Alive for centuries and you come to me, I must be important.

That’s not how it works.

𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼𝙃𝘼.