The hacker stiffened at the introduction. What little she knew of Castor wasn’t pleasant and vaguely, Verdi wondered if Mark had been sent here to kill her. “Right..” She drawled, reaching into her pocket. Pulling out a joint, it only took her seconds to light it. A cloud of smoke rings left her lips as she replied to the other clone.

“And you want to get to know me why? What’s in it for you? If you’re looking for a new identity and shit, it costs 600. Jumps up to 12 hundred if you want the papers to go with it.” She pointed out before taking another drag off the joint.