Entertain Her Client-honda Momo... - -ds-she Went To

Momo stared at the chip. Then at the fusion core. Then at the man who was no client—but a desperate father.

“Entertain you?” she said, picking up the chip. “Let me show you what I can really do.” -DS-She Went to Entertain Her Client-Honda Momo...

The room was sterile. No champagne, no dimmed lights, no velvet chaise. Instead, a single metal table held a polished, fist-sized object—a fusion reactor core, humming with a faint blue light. And behind the table, a man in a grey suit sat motionless, his hands folded. Momo stared at the chip

She stepped inside.

“I’ll find your daughter’s memories,” Momo said, standing. “But when I do, you’re going to help me kill the man who sold me out.” no dimmed lights

Honda nodded once. “Deal.”