Test Scene
It hadn't surprised Olivia that Julian Howard was too busy to speak with her. He was, after all, King, but more than that she wasn't anything of interest to him. Her hereditary membership in the Hellfire Club wasn't anything interesting to anyone, really, other than a "isn't she Ned Buckman's kid" whisper that sometimes passed between the members who were smart enough to know their history. After such a humiliating defeat no one considered much of anything related to "that Buckman girl" which was largely how Olivia liked it. But Julian was smarter than that, of course. Olivia knew as much. He'd passed her on to someone he could trust with an opinion instead of outright dismissing her. It was an opening of sorts and Olivia knew it. If she could get past the Black Queen she would be in firing range of her target.
Olivia checked the address she had been given for the body art parlor against the building her driver pulled up at. After telling him to leave the area and return only upon her call, Olivia got out and walked into the shop, a figure distinctly not the type of clientele that the shop usually attracted, though Olivia did have a piercing or two she could stand some new hardware for.
"Good afternoon."
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