<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice didn't expect Peter to clearly admit what he did. Yet, even if he did, down there, it wouldn't have made much of a difference. They already <span style="font-style: italic">knew</span> what Halvardson did. They needed solid, physical evidence, though. If knowledge was enough, they would have hauled his ass out of business years ago. <br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4040FF">"Of course you can. Do you really think is not knowing what you do our problem? We know, we just need hard evidence."</span></span><br/><br/>Alice sighed, clearly frustrated, and pulled something else out of her package, chewing while she thought to herself. The big problem with being with the MP was the bureaucracy. The way every rule was set in stone, no matter how stupid said rule was. If the rules they had weren't that dumb, Alice knew they would have caught Halvardson ages ago and neither of us would be sitting there.<br/><br/>With a tired sigh, Alice pulled something else off her package and continued to chew, in silence. After Halvardson finished, she started speaking, her dark gaze brushing past the man every now and then.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4040FF">"You see, things with the MP are so stupid you can sit here and list every deal you have ever done. I could have it all in memory, but I still can't take you in without a shred of hard evidence. But I can understand you, even though I can't relate. I don't think I would ever use drugs for any reason. But then again, you have already noticed I'm a pretty fucking stubborn bitch."</span></span><br/><br/>Alice finished eating and took a few more sips of water, before running her fingers through her messy hair.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4040FF">"Well, if the miners start killing themselves business will soon end, right? Not to mention that this would get more attention than you are currently getting. And I'm not saying that's your reasoning. But it is a pretty reasonable one."</span></span><br/><br/>Feeling a little restless with the place, and remembering something Peter had told her, Alice decided to ask a question Halvardson could answer without looping a rope on his own neck.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4040FF">"You told me you have gotten stuck in a collapsed shaft. How did it happen?"</span></span> Her gaze went over their heads. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #4040FF">"Is that a risk here?"</span></span></div>