[It has nothing to do with Aunamee, though Javert has no way of knowing that. Pigs is the way John had thought of his test subjects. It's how Amanda's thought of cops ever since Detective Matthews had planted heroin on her when she'd never touched the stuff in her life, got her locked away for years on a charge she was wholly innocent of, and eventually drove her into the arms of the drug when she had no other way to escape the abuse she faced behind bars. So what else is she supposed to call Javert, this son of a bitch cop who even John would despise for driving her to this point? He'd stuck Matthews in a game in return for everything the detective had done to Amanda, and if he were here to see this he'd spare no sympathy for Javert, either.]

Good. Because I'm not gonna repeat myself.

[She forces herself to stand taller again, faking a confidence she doesn't actually feel, but as her full height is a mere 5'2" that's not saying a whole hell of a lot.]

I'll cooperate with you. For Her sake and her sake alone. I've given her every cell in my body and that's never gonna change.

But we're not friends. We're never gonna be friends, motherfucker. I hate you. You disgust me. And if you use what happened here against me...if you spill any of this...I don't give a shit that we're on the same side, I'll fuckin' kill you. Are we clear?