Let me tell you about the City!
It is the chain around your neck, the shackle around your ankle. It doesn’t deal any favours, and neither do I. Sooner or later it all comes down to power. And money. Who has it and who doesn’t. And if you have more than you're supposed to, I'll be there to right those wrongs with my black tax.
But there is always that fly in the ointment, that grain of sand in the gears. That Master Thief in the night. He thinks himself so well hidden, one with the shadows, but I know all his tricks. His weakness. It's my job, after all.
Garrett will be caught. For once, he will pay dearly for his crimes.