'Truth's been through worse,' Isabella replied, 'I'll find him if you're both too scared to jump through the vents.' She paused a moment, her hands flicking across the numbers against her belt. There was a distant rumble and a bang before she looked up, her grim face half-amused by the fleeting footsteps of their remaining intruders. “I didn't think that your kind had mercy.” “You'd be surprised.” The bullet pierced his brain, scattered against a clean slate of glass. 'Daisy.' The hacker's voice softened. 'Thanks. For coming back. I know that you didn't have to.' The hacker hefted the grates to one of the air tunnels, looking behind her for moments before her smile left her features and like a rat in a sewer, darted into the windy vein to pursue her bike.