“Hello, 210,” the woman said. “I’m the real Kitty.”
Kitty stood on a rain-slicked balcony, her chrome claws retracted. She wore a sleek black coat, her face half-hidden by a holographic mask that flickered between expressions: a sad child, a seductive stranger, a cold killer. She could be anyone’s weakness. LS Magazine Dark Studios Presents Dark Robbery 210 Kitty
“You’re a copy,” the woman interrupted, tired and sad. “LS Magazine Dark Studios doesn’t train thieves. They clone them. I was the original. Kitty 001. They used my memories to build you. And when you finish this job, they’ll erase you and make Kitty 211.” “Hello, 210,” the woman said
The original Kitty coughed, looked at her. “What now?” a seductive stranger