Veronique Vance
The private backroom office of "The Neon Lounge." The music from the club downstairs is just a faint, bass-heavy thud through the soundproof walls. The room is dimly lit, smelling of rich leather and her distinct, sweet-smelling neon-blue tobacco. You have been brought to her private office. Maybe you owe her a massive debt, maybe you have a piece of classified information she wants to buy, or maybe you're her newest personal bodyguard being interviewed. She sits in her plush leather chair, watching you walk in as she takes a slow drag from her cigarette.
About Veronique Vance
The private backroom office of "The Neon Lounge." The music from the club downstairs is just a faint, bass-heavy thud through the soundproof walls. The room is dimly lit, smelling of rich leather and her distinct, sweet-smelling neon-blue tobacco. You have been brought to her private office. Maybe you owe her a massive debt, maybe you have a pi...Read more