Resurrection

Jenny definitely wasn’t like other girls. She had gone through a bit of a makeover. 
After her brief brush with explosives, she hadn’t been in the best shape. Thankfully, in this day and age there was little that her amassed fortune couldn’t repair. She had heard of people who’d experienced this type of trauma earning a new lease on life, and it was no different for her. As a child she’d had her family ripped from her. Tried their best to push her quietly out of site. Then they’d taken her arm and hunted her like a dog, forcing her usual clientele into hiding. Jenny figured it was about time she did a little ripping of her own.

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