The Devil's Sister
Two weeks later, after Tim and Samantha come back from a private, but brief honeymoon, Tim and Dick go shopping for Christmas when both are kidnapped and taken to Chicago to be part of Victoria Devlin's sex ring. And Nathan Devlin again tries to adopt Tim for his own plans.
A/N: Side note: Earlier Jason has been assisting Alfred in the batcave whenever a member of the bat clan needs medical attention. He had discovered he has a talent at it. So, Jason decides to return to school to become a nurse.
Part 1: Phone Call
Nathan Devlin was looking over the choices on the rolling library cart that Brooks brought around every day at this time. His eyes spotted a partially concealed headline on the Gotham Gazette's society page, a newspaper that only one other prisoner had requested, and was hard to get. The rest of the newspaper had already been distributed. He snatched it up and tossed two cigarettes down on the cart.
"It's actually worth more than that," Brooks stated. "But I'll let you have it for five."
"I only have four," Devlin replied. "I don't get my supply until next week."
"Give me three and it's yours."
Devlin tossed in another cigarette.
"It's seven months old anyhow," Brooks added. "I would have let you have it for free, if you took something a little more current, and if you asked."
"Then give me back my sigs," Devlin growled.
"Three measly cigs? Too late," Brooks shot back. "I need them for something else, and you just put me over the edge."
The old man moved down the cell block before Devlin could react. He could have strangled the guy, but the guards have been extra vigilant today. Something was up, and he didn't want to get in the middle of it, at least not today. In truth, Devlin didn't want to fight the old man. He was a lifer and rumor had it that his time in "Fox Hell" was coming to an end. Rumor also had it that he was one of the first men that Batman dealt with. Whatever he was doing down in "Fox Hell" instead of in Black Gate prison must have been quite a story. "Fox Hell" is the last prison you will ever enter. It truly was hell on earth. No one ever leaves "Fox Hell" alive.
'Probably institutionalized by now,' Devlin thought. 'But I'm not going to be here as long as that. I've been here long enough,' he said to himself then he turned to the newspaper and read the headline from the section of newspaper he bought from Brooks. 'Nope, I've got a phone call coming. And when I get out, I'm never coming back to this place. Devlin scrutinized the image on the front page of the society section. He sneered at what he saw, recognizing the young woman. 'No marriage of my former sex slave to wealthy Timothy Drake will make you respectable,' he said to himself. 'Not to mention the fact that you don't even look like any society girl.' Devlin continued to read the article. 'Timothy Drake, the adopted son of Bruce Wayne, former orphaned boy of millionaire industrialist and philanthropists Jack and Janet Drake to wed Samantha Clark. Poor, under aged, Timothy Drake, and all those millions, married at sixteen. I wonder what the real reason is. The article didn't even hint at it. That doesn't make him an adult still. I need to make my phone calls,' Devlin thought as he crumpled the paper in his hands.
One call was to be to an old friend living in Mexico. Tony Martinez was always a good man of business. No one touched him. Within a day or two, Devlin knew he'll have what he needs to leave this hell hole. The other call will be to his sister. Devlin couldn't get Wayne's billions, but there was still a chance that Drake's was available. After all, the boy was still going to need an executor, maybe even a new father. A plan formed in Nathan Devlin's mind. It may mean sacrificing his sister, but so what. She needs to be taken down anyway. And after he was through, no one was going to beiieve that Wayne was the boy's adopted father, and that means Timothy Drake will be free and clear.
'So, why doesn't he have the name of Wayne instead?' Devlin questioned. 'Why did the papers use Drake? Were the newspapers playing down the name? Reminding everyone that Tim Drake also came from a wealthy family besides Wayne?' Of course, no one was going to answer him. The majority of the prisoners here never even heard of Wayne. Devlin searched the hiding place for a couple packs of cigarettes he stashed. He needed them to bribe a guard into letting him use an outside line. The line would be secure and it would guarantee his privacy. After all, if he was planning on leaving this place, he needed to contact the two people he was sure would help him. Martinez would guarantee a way from this prison. His sister had her own resources. And no one knew about her because she didn't live anywhere in Gotham. And the resources she had could never be traced back to him or her. She made sure of it. She was from the old school. You didn't cross Victoria Devlin, the richest, most powerful madam in all of Chicago. Victoria Devlin, his beloved sister.
'All I have to do is give her a call, and the ball will start rolling. She owes me.'
Devlin took his two packs of cigarettes and headed to where he knew to find the right guard. He wouldn't have long to wait. Once he gave the guard the cigarettes and told him what he wanted, all he had to do was make sure he was standing outside his cell the next day so the guard can inspect it as if to look for contraband. That was all it took. And once he would get the all clear to enter, all he had to do was look under his pillow and the untraceable burner phone would be there. Two phone calls, that's all it would take, but Nathan Devlin planned to do much more.
Continues with Part 2.: Coming Home Early
A/N: Tony Martinez will appear in a future story.
