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Chapter Two.

I leave the house wearing my high waisted black jeans with knee slits, a black lace bralet and my Saint Laurent Black boots; a gift from Daddy.

"Hey! Missy?!" Daddy yells. "Your tattoos are showing! Go put something on that hides them!"

I grab Mummy's 'Property of The Joker' bomber and smile widely at him.

"Even worse." He looked pissed. "I don't want you getting into trouble. I have enough to deal with, without breaking you out of police questioning." He rolls his eyes and throws his silk grape coloured shirt at me, winks and walks away. I bury my face in it and it smell just like him, It giggle to myself. I button it up to just below my bralet hiding all my tats that daddy gave me and tuck it into my jeans loosely.

It billows on the back of the bike in the hot sun. It's nice to feel the warmth now and again. Daddy stuck a wad of cash in my back pocket to buy some things. I speed through the city to get to the cafe to meet Nettle. We love being in plain sight and everyone being unaware of our parentage. When I arrive, I park my bike in a dark alley and walk to find Nettle. I feel a dark presence in the shadows of the buildings above me. "Batsy, Batsy, Batsy..." I whisper. Speeding to the busy street of people. I rush into the cafe and spot the blond ponytailed girl with her tight green dress sat in the back and race to her.

"Nettie!" I whisper as I approach.

"Heart!" She's exclaims but then her face falls. "What's up?"

"Bat. I lost him though." I explained as I dropped into my chair.

"We're you speeding?" She looks annoyed.

"So what?! Everyone does!" I huff.

"You may as well have embroidered 'Raven Heart Quinn - Property of the Joker' on your back." she rolled her eyes. "And that shirt screams, 'Who's My Daddy?'!" She snapped. "That colour is on everyone's mind! Isn't that the exact shirt he was wearing last night?" She's trying not to shout.

"It smells like him." I smell my shoulder and l look through my lashes at her. She rolls her eyes and signals the waiter.

"I'll have the nettle tea with berry porridge, please." She says seductively to the young guy staring at them.

"Of course... Madam... Miss!" He corrects.

"I'll just have a black coffee please, dear." I look at Nettle disapprovingly. I look up and his big blue eyes are staring into mine. He has brown hair and a boyish grin.

"You a fan then?" He jokes pointing at the mini tattoo of a skull in a jesters hat on my shoulder.

"No. It was in one of those catalogues and I didn't realise until I saw the news recently." I sighed, hoping my lie was believable. Telling him the truth, that The Joker is in fact my Dad and he gave me my tattoos, would not have washed well.

"Well, you look the part to be a fan." He laughs looking me up and down. "But let's just go with that." He walks off.

"Arsehole." I whisper.

He walks back over with our things and turns to me. "Anymore tats?" He raises an eyebrow.

I think about any that could pass as a normal tattoo and show him the raven on my forearm, letting my sleeve hide the playing cards around it.

"Is it a sleeve?" He notices the design continues but not being able to see the pattern.

"It's not finished." I pull my sleeve down.

"Why a Raven?" He asks frowning.

"It's my name." I smirk.

"Let me guess, the hair?" He laughs.

"Bingo." I smirk. He walks away please with himself. I laugh to myself. Nettle is frowning.

"Please! I couldn't tell him that it's because Ravens eat Bats, could I?" I spit.

"You didn't have to say anything, did you?" She spits back.

"Men aren't just for you, you know!" I down my coffee and walk out. We do this a lot but she's all I have. Realising I left her to pay, I turn to see her touching the waiters arm and I walk off to find my shop of mysterious wonders.

By the time Nettle has found me I already have picked up a book on the history of butterfly migration, an ancient book of torture devices and brutal murders, a pack of joke playing cards with just the joker for Daddy, a vintage red and blue McQueen scarf for Mummy, an amber and leather scented candle, a sliver heart locket, a vintage red stone poison ring, a McQueen black heart and skull clutch and a black leather caged bra.

"You shop quick!" Nettle laughs and I pout. "Have you forgiven me?"

"No." I snap.

"Forgive me?" She whines.

"Pretty pretty pretty..." I whisper into her ear.

"Please!" She gasps. "You're just like your dad, you know!" She says breathlessly.

"I know..." I giggle, as a go to the desk. I check no other customers are in the store. "Can I have $100 of the Red Queen please." I say looking deeply into the old woman's eyes who is deathly afraid of me. She goes to the private area of her little dusty store and returns concealing a pouch of my goods.

"Lady, this isn't good for the mind." She says nervously. "This much at your age can inhibit logical thinking." She whispers.

"It's okay, I didn't have any to begin with." I chuckle. "How much?" I bark.

"$5000 miss..." She whispers looking over my finds. I take out my wad of cash and give her $6000.

"To stay silent... Nice doing business with you ma'am! And let me know if you hear anything interesting again!" I wink. I like giving Daddy information on other criminals in the city, especially since it's news he can't get.

"Miss J?" She asks after me.

"Uhhuhh?" I turn to smile at her.

"My baby was hit by a car, I can't pay her medical bills. She's only 9." She shakes. I walk straight up to her and whisper in her ear.

"Would you like to play a game?!" Laughing to myself. She nods.

"The Mafia are bringing their shipments in tonight. Boat 32. Make sure it goes to dock 5 and not 60 and $20,000 is yours." I explain, toying with the words in my mouth.

"If it goes wrong my husband will be in danger!" She panics. "I need $30,000."

"Fine. It is all to be unloaded and delivered to me. No one can know until it's done. I also want the boys at the dock detained for 48hrs to give me time." I raise my eyebrows.

"Done." She say quickly.

"The money will be wired to you when my job is done. Anything goes wrong and your husband will meet my daddy's toys." I chuckle. She looks terrified and it causes a warm serge to travel through me. We leave the store.

"What are you doing?" Nettle almost shouts as we reach the alley.

"Getting Daddy his birthday present!" I laugh. "Proving his baby is as abominable as he his! Taking his legacy and spreading it! I want in on the business, and I need to prove that I'm capable!" I chuckle.

"That stuff is sending you loopy!" She says disapprovingly as I do my lines of the back of the Harley.

"But it's so good! I feel alive!" I growl deeply.