"Yes."
Weber admitted frankly.
Her tone was calm, her posture composed, without an aggressive arrogance, yet it seemed as if she was in control of the entire situation while maintaining eye contact with the mercenary.
"Do you have any other questions?"
"...Yes, are you here to kill me to silence me?"
"That was the original plan, truly, out of respect for your past record, I even planned to deploy a hovercar."
Weber answered every question, yet left John unsure how to respond.
She wasn't wearing a bulletproof vest, not even under armor, but the expensive fabric of her suit seemed to emit an infinite sense of oppression.
"Why... not?"
"Because we've discovered your relationship with the Sullivan Group."
Ms. Weber nodded.
"Rory Sullivan (Refrigerator), when he left Eden City, he only contacted two people; one was his business secretary, the other was you. In official documents, you're referred to as a collaborator."
John frowned to mask his surprise.
