@getclawed
He’d been looking for her.
It was hard to track her down when he wanted to find her. No. Needed to find her. He knew that she wasn’t at the manor anymore. No doubt she was up to her old ways. With his limited resources, it was difficult...but she didn’t have anywhere to run. Not really. This city was full of all kinds of nooks and crannies, naturally, but she couldn’t leave the city. Not like she could leave Gotham.
A voice rang in his ear, [ALARM] flashing in his HUD. He dismissed it with a flick of his eyes, listening to the voice from the police communications. Break-in at a big name jewelry store. One he hadn’t bought in order to keep her from stealing. Lucky for him...it was close by. It wasn’t like her to trip an alarm. It meant one of multiple things. She was getting sloppy, she somehow knew he was back in town already, or...she just didn’t care anymore.
None of these were good news for him.
He swept in like the shadow of a bird, landing soundlessly as he saw her working her magic on a safe behind the counter. A safe that likely contained tens of thousands of dollars and no small amount of very expensive jewelry.
“You were expecting me. Or...you’re getting rusty.”











