Lady Vine's Test
This was a very spacious room, several feet high from the ground.
A special suite was arranged because of Lady Vinegar.
With a master-size king bed in the middle and a surrounding environment that was filled with glasses for its walls, it made for a beautiful view if one desired to enjoy the heavenly sight of the city of Milk and Honey.
Vine leaned in, "Tell me, Lenny Tales, why shouldn't I kill you now and send your corpse to my father, the governor of Waterfall City? Or inform Cuban of your whereabouts. I'm sure he is still mad at you for destroying his town."
Her slender fingers around his neck squeezed in, and Lenny felt her killing intent.
It was not like Riffs, but it was definitely there.
Those fingers were lean and small, but the moment they held his neck in place, it was as if unmovable clamps had been fixed around his neck.