“Do you have some of your father in you?”
We’ve got Jack “the fucking Ripper” Slash over here acting as an audience surrogate. It’s pretty neat.
Did he? “I’d like to think not, sir.”
Good to know.
“I’m remembering now. Kaiser. His name in costume was Kaiser. I met him once, don’t you know?”
Oh? Now that’s a meeting I’d be interested in hearing about.
“I didn’t know.”
“Years ago. Allfather still ruled Empire Eighty-Eight then. They held a big meeting between all of the factions. We stopped by. Great fun. I don’t think they accomplished a thing that day. We provoked a bidding war instead. Group called the Teeth wound up hiring us to kill some members of the Protectorate team.
I take it “we” refers to the Slaughterhouse Nine. I guess Jack has been part of it for quite a while, then. Longer than one might expect given its turnover.
We did it, and then we wiped out the Teeth before leaving the city.”
Ever since, the city of Brockton Bay has been forced to wear dentures.