There's a joint in Steel Harbor. It's called the Hammerhead Bar and Grille. The place is legendary. So is its owner. Her name is Barb Wire. She's razor sharp. She's tough as nails. She won't take shit and she won't take sides. She lives in the not-too-distant future where biology is used to kill, not cure, in a country devastated by Civil War. Every man wants her. No man can have her. She's a woman with high standards in a world of lowest common denominators. She's not about to waste her time with a man unless he has a really big one and knows how to use it--a brain, that is. It's been a long time since Barb's been on anybody's side other than her own. But when she wants to, she can more than match any man. There's nothing she can't handle. You can blast her and beat her, slash her and shoot her, drag her and diss her. But, whatever you do, just don't call her "babe..."