Katrina sat in Gordon's office listening to the police scanner. She watched Gordon enter the office again with a stack of papers. His eyes traveled from the scanner to her. "Anything?"
She shook her head no. " What exactly am I listening for anyway?"
Gordon raised an eyebrow, like she didn't already know the answer. " Anything that has to do with the Joker. Since you don't want to tell me what happened… we have to do this the hard way."
Katrina chuckled. " Nothing's easy when it comes to the Joker."
Gordon took a seat and pulled out some filing cabinets. The scanner starting making a buzzing noise. He picked it up and shook it a bit. " All police units, we need back up. There's a situation at the a mobster's place. Address… 1321 Avenue Z." Gordon looked up to see Katrina grabbing her things and running out the door. " Kat!" He stood up to chase after her.
" What?"
" Where do you think you're going?" Gordon tried to catch his breath as they headed outside.
Katrina pulled open Gordon's police car door. She climbed in the driver's seat. " The Joker will be there. Anything that has to do with the mob."
" Will you get out of my car?"
Katrina smiled and patted her hand on the passenger's seat. " Get in or find another car."
Gordon glared at her and rushed around to the other side, climbing in. " I can't believe I'm about to let you drive my car."
" It's just a car." Katrina sighed as she jammed her foot on the petal.
" Yes, and you're driving isn't very pleasant either!"
Katrina ignored him and kept her foot on the petal. She was hitting about eighty miles per hour. She rolled down the window and looked up at the road signs. She heard Gordon banging on her seat. " What?!"
" Eyes on the road!" Gordon yelled.
They rounded a tight corner and they ran up on the curb a little. " Kat!" Gordon yelled. Katrina rolled her eyes and kept going.
Finally they made it to an old building and she jumped out of the car. She ran as fast as she could and threw open the double wide set of wooden doors. By the time she made it inside there was nothing left to find.
The mobster was laying on the floor with a cut to his mouth. On the floor there were two other men dead. Beside them was a half broken pool stick with blood on the end. There was a joker card taped to the one body.
Too late Kat, I guess you'll have to look at a fundraiser.
Kat read the card to herself. " Fundraiser?"