Jack of Harts

Chloe grew up navigating the virtual and physical streets of downtown Old Paris. She bounced through physical coffee shops and virtual dance halls. She looked at art and watched people in the Louvre. She conversed with people throughout the old city, and watched the sunset from the top of the Eiffel Tower. She knew every piece of the city like the back of her code. Then the Islamic Brotherhood bombs blew much of it apart. They’d killed her people. Destroyed her home. She did not appreciate that at all.