Big Tony watched Harley ride off into the distance on her motorbike. He took the letter out of his pocket and looked at it again. Whilst Harley might have believed that the letter came from Ivy, she had a soft spot when it came to her, he didn't have quite the same belief. He left Harley's apartment and went downstairs and into Queenie's apartment downstairs.
"Big Tony, you're early" Queenie remarked.
"Take a look at this" Tony told her, putting the letter down on the table.
Queenie peered at the letter on the table and furrowed her brow.
"So what do ya think?" Tony asked her.
"Something doesn't look right about it. Has Harley gone?" Queenie questioned him.
"She left pretty much as soon as she got the letter. Didn't you hear her bike? I don't think Ivy sent that letter" Tony concluded.
"So who do you think sent it?" Queenie queried.
"I don't know, but whoever it is I'm guessing doesn't wish our landlady well" Tony informed her.
"Are we completely sure it isn't Ivy? I know that something isn't right about that letter but how can we be sure it's not Ivy?" Queenie questioned.
"Because if it was Ivy she'd have come herself…and if not she'd have dropped Harley a phone call. There's no way she'd just send a letter" Tony told her.
"Well it's too late to stop her now since she's already gone so what do we do?" Queenie asked.
"What are the gang of Harley's up to?" Tony enquired.
"They're all out on an assignment" Queenie informed him.
"What about Eggy and Goatboy?" Tony asked.
"They're helping me with tonight's show. Don't think you can get out of it either" Queenie scolded him, sensing his next question.
"Aw come on, like I'd try something like that. So who does that leave?" Tony questioned.
"Why don't you just call Ivy? That way we'll know for sure if it really was Ivy that sent that letter and if it wasn't…well…then we'll let Ivy deal with it" Queenie suggested.
"That's actually…not a bad idea" Tony admitted, getting his cell phone out of his pocket.
He scrolled down the list of numbers until he reached Ivy's. He pushed the green call button and waited with bated breath as the phone rang. He listened to the rings and waited for Ivy to pick up. After what felt like a lifetime but was probably only about a minute a voice finally crackled at the end of the line.
"Big Tony? What are you calling for?" Ivy asked him.
"You don't know then?" Tony questioned her.
"Know what? Has something happened to Harley?" Ivy queried.
"Well…yes and no…depending on your answer to the next question. Did you send Harley a letter?" Tony asked her.
"No, I didn't. Tony, what's going on? Why is it you calling me and not Harley?" Ivy questioned him, concern creeping into her voice more and more.
"Well Harley got a letter today from Arkham Asylum from someone pretending to be you telling her to go to Arkham because you'd found something there…but clearly it's not from you" Tony explained.
"Someone sent her a letter from Arkham Asylum pretending to be me? Has she gone?" Ivy asked Tony, getting more and more frantic.
"She left pretty much as soon as she got the letter. She got changed, got an arsenal together and left on her motorbike" Tony told her.
"Do you have any idea who could have sent that letter?" Ivy questioned Tony, a hard tone in her voice.
"We thought you might have some idea of that. Although I think you and I both have the same idea as to who it might be" Tony responded.
"Don't say another word. I'm going to save her" Ivy told Tony as she hung up.
Tony put his cell phone back in his pocket and can feel Queenie's eyes on him.
"I'm guessing it wasn't from her then" She concluded.
"It wasn't but don't worry, Ivy's on her way" Tony told her.