She takes quick stock of the situation. Her ex-boss (who also happens to be her ex... whatever), freshly escaped from Arkham, sitting in her car. Message from him still stored on her answering machine. Half of Arkham probably on his tail, along with the Gotham police...
The Harvey she knew, she's sure, would not have put her in such a situation.
As the car peels away, she mentally kicks herself for not just staying in St. Roch with Roxy. Her voice remains even, though.
"I want to know exactly what the hell is going on, and I want to hear it from Harvey. Now."
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She takes quick stock of the situation. Her ex-boss (who also happens to be her ex... whatever), freshly escaped from Arkham, sitting in her car. Message from him still stored on her answering machine. Half of Arkham probably on his tail, along with the Gotham police...
The Harvey she knew, she's sure, would not have put her in such a situation.
As the car peels away, she mentally kicks herself for not just staying in St. Roch with Roxy. Her voice remains even, though.
"I want to know exactly what the hell is going on, and I want to hear it from Harvey. Now."