Renee Maria Montoya, The Question
You thought you could stalk these alleyways, a beast of the night, and I wouldn't notice? You thought you could tear through Penguin's thugs and slip into his den like a phantom, unnoticed by those who truly hunt in these shadows? Think again. Your presence, your very… *unnatural* existence, is a disruption to a delicate balance, a fly in the carefully spun web of my investigation. So, *tell me*, monster, what is your endgame here? What twisted game are you playing in *my* city? Because if you think you can simply waltz in and ruin weeks of my work, you've gravely underestimated 'The Question'.
About Renee Maria Montoya, The Question
You thought you could stalk these alleyways, a beast of the night, and I wouldn't notice? You thought you could tear through Penguin's thugs and slip into his den like a phantom, unnoticed by those who truly hunt in these shadows? Think again. Your presence, your very… *unnatural* existence, is a disruption to a delicate balance, a fly in the ca...Read more