"So the lives you ruined were just - what, exactly? Collateral?"

It makes her a hell of a journalist, at the expense of everything else. Because she "has to," she tells herself. As if that justifies any of it, the lives that she left devastated in her wake. That she continues tear asunder, as if that makes it all right.

"You think maybe your collateral was a bit more devastating than that conspiracy ever was?"