they say curiosity killed the cat, but doesn’t satisfaction bring it back?

it doesn’t matter anyway, he wouldn’t let anyone kill you, let alone that bitch mother Miranda. He wanted her gone. Cut and dry.

so, you spied on her, helped Karl find ways to take her down. You’d pretend to be curious about what she was doing, asking innocent questions. You were anything but innocent, which is why you were sat on Karl’s lap, telling him what you gathered.

“Anything else babydoll?”