“Roberta,” he wheezed, his voice a dry rattle. “My little bloodhound. You look terrible.”
Revy snorted. “Ghosts don’t bleed. And everything in this city bleeds.” black lagoon: roberta
Behind her, Colonel Miguel Ochoa began to scream. “Roberta,” he wheezed, his voice a dry rattle
“Do you understand, Rock-san? That boy—that wonderful, innocent boy—looks at me and sees a protector. A guardian. He does not see the hands that have strangled, the eyes that have watched the light fade from a hundred faces. If I go to that wedding, I will bring the stench of death with me. I will taint his happiness. The only gift I have left to give him is my absence.” “Ghosts don’t bleed
“He sold the location of our hidden camp to the narcos in exchange for safe passage and a stake in the cocaine trade. Forty-two of my comrades died. I was the only one who crawled out of the burning jungle. I spent fifteen years serving the Lovelace family, burying the monster he made. But now… now I have received word. He is dying. Cancer. And he has chosen to die in the only place no one would look for him.”
The雇佣兵’s Code: A Black Lagoon Requiem for Roberta
