Felicia Hardy entered the mansion through the roof, undetected. It was an almost unbelievably simple job- no guards, no cameras, no alarms- no security measures to speak of. Her experience told her it must be a trap, but a week's worth of surveillance did nothing other than confirm that one of New York's wealthiest residents was totally unconcerned about break ins. It hardly seemed a task for the infamous Black Cat- or even a moderately competent petty thief, but the prospect of obtaining th

Elżbieta "Ela" Bosak trekked forward along the mountain trail, Grace "Dokkaebi" Nam trailing behind her by a few meters to the right. With her green hair and skintight leggings, Ela looked more like a fine arts grad student on a hike than the battle hardened commando she was- with perhaps only her athletic physique (and maybe her Scorpion EVO 3 A1 ) hinting at her profession. Dokkaebi looked even less the part- at least Ela was wearing a camo field jacket, the shiny comp