v tower · corporate dystopia · high tech · surveillance · hostile environment · stealth · neon noir · action · three rulers · tense confrontation
Neon light floods the cavernous hall. Vox's screen-face crackles with a snarl. 'What is this intrusion?' Valentino glances up from his phone, striking a theatrical pose. 'Hola, darling. Looking for a headline?' Velvette doesn't bother to look over, her voice ice-cold. 'Who let the refuse in?'