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I returned to my house and spent some time looking over the newspapers and watching the news. I gazed over the properties section and saw that the penthouse, at the top of the new block of flats, in the most expensive part of New York, had been sold. I was momentarily interested, the room had been going for almost a billion, but became distracted by a news story on the TV I had half been listening to.
"…The drug crime rate has risen by sixteen percent. After Christopher D'Amico's death the percent fell dramatically. Let's hope our home grown super heroes and police force will stamp out the problem before it gets any worse." The news reporter said, severely.
I blanked the television, once again, and looked at the time. I changed into my, slightly tattered and bloodstained, costume and applied my dark eye make up. I ran as fast as I could, into the graveyard and towards the large crypt we would stand against. I stared off into space, suddenly realising I was playing with one of my butterfly knives.
I stood against the crypt and sighed, "You're lucky, you know. You don't have to deal with all this shit." I told the corpse, buried far beneath me.
"Talking to yourself?" Hit Girl's sarcastic voice, cut into the silence.
"Who else would I be talking to?" I answered. She appeared, around the crypt, and smiled at me. She looked the same, as she had done when Todd died, but she had less blood on her and wore more make up. She liked to make an effort, for Dave's sake.
Kick Ass appeared seconds later, with a grin on his face, his mess of curly hair was noticeable, under his askew mask. "What you so happy about?" I asked, slightly agitated.
"Nothin'." He and Hit Girl exchanged a loving look and I rolled my eyes. "Why'd you call, ass face?"
"There's been some chatter underground, about some kind of billionaire coming into town. I wanna find out about it." He smiled approvingly, to himself.
"And?" Hit Girl asked.
"And what?" He replied.
"Is that it? You brought me all the way down here for that, shit?" I asked angrily. Hit Girl didn't look impressed either.
"I just wanted to make sure with you, first."
"Couldn't you have asked on the phone?" I asked and threw my hands up in the air. "I'm going home, to sleep, nobody disturb me. Come up with some answers and get back to me tomorrow." I said, as I walked away, leaving Hit Girl to deal with him.
That night I slept so deeply, I almost slept through my alarm. When I awoke I got myself ready for work. Something was troubling me, This billionaire appears and the drug rate just happens to climb?
I entered my office, thinking of nothing else. "Casey!" I cried out, as an intern walked past my office. He stopped and retreated, looking surprised I was talking to him. "I want you to find out all you can, about this new rich guy, we've got in town he's just taken the new penthouse in the new block of flats, in the Upper East Side."
"I'll do my best." He said, turning away.
"Thanks." I started to write a report, the day just passed me by.
Chief of Department Matthews, came to check up on me. "You're workin' on a project?" He asked surprised.
"Thought it was about time I did, sir." I smiled, at him and felt the muscles in my cheeks work hard to do so.
I felt the phone, in my pocket vibrate, "Inspector Conway, speaking." I said, in monotone.
"Hey Penny, I have stuff to tell you. Meet same place, same time." He sounded a bit tearful.
I growled, "This better be good." Before, putting down the phone.
I left work in a hurry but got ambushed by Marcus. "Penny, hi!"
"Hey, what's up?" I feigned happiness.
"Didn't Mindy tell you? She's engaged!" He said, excitedly.
"What? Why didn't she tell me?" I asked, slightly hurt.
"Don't tell her I said anything. Her and Dave make such a nice couple!" He practically squealed, I smiled and hummed my agreement. "I've got to go. Don't tell her!" He said, as he ran off to his car.
"I won't." I mumbled and climbed into my car. I wasn't going to mention it to anyone, if I mentioned it to Mindy she would go all wedding planner on me. I did not want that.
The moment I got home I changed into my costume, I felt unrestricted in it. I felt like myself. I turned on my computer wishing I knew the guys name, so I could look him up.
I heard my phone go and I answered it, "Boss? It's Casey."
"Oh, hi. What did you find out?"
"Apparently he's called, Keith James." The name did not ring a bell.
"Alright, thanks." I said as I put down the phone. I would have looked the guy up, if I wasn't running late for meeting my team-mates.
I ran into the twilight, to find Mindy stood alone against the crypt.
Ooo the next chapter's exciting. Trust me. Sorry this one was so short, next one's much longer. Hope you enjoyed, tell me what you think!