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āElektraās dead, right?ā
Thatās how Jess began the conversation: with a direct question. She didnāt have time for bullshit or dancing around the matter of hand. For the last week, her doorway had been darkened time and time again by wives, sisters, brothers, whateversĀ of people who were missing loved ones. M.I.A. assholes in New York? Nothing new. A fuckton of them being petty criminals? Maybe a little more weird. Some big names? Now, you were talking about something worth Jessicaās time.
All but breezing into Mattās apartment, she tossed her camera down on the couch before pulling the flask from her pocket and taking a long swig. It wasnāt a secret that Jess was far from an Elektra fan. She had never known her as Elektra NatchiosĀ before she became the freaky born again undead ninja who went by the Black Sky. Jesus, it just screamedĀ melodrama. She had died, though. Buried under the city with Matthew going with her. Supposedly. Matt was back, wasnāt he? Elektra could be as well.
āLook, I have a whole conspiracy board at home with the red fucking string and everything. Iāve got a few cases Iām working on, but I need to know: Elektra. Sheās dead, right? Thereās no reason for her to be tied up in this?ā
Because, from what Jess could find, she very well could have been.
















