Ivory — Chrome Blaire

“Where am I?” His voice echoed strangely.

Blaire tilted her head. “Revenge? How delightfully human. Fine. But every bullet you fire, every mile you run, it all gets added to the tab.” She handed him a long coat, black as a dead star. “Welcome back from the dead, Leo. Try not to break the chrome.” chrome blaire ivory

“One condition,” he said.