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Previously on Shattered
"Welcome to Gotham, Ally." I told myself.
Chapter IV
It was 1:40 when I exited my apartment building and flagged down a cab. I dressed smartly as they call it, I call it business dress. Well if you discount my backpack, but that let me carry my notebooks.
"Wayne Tower."
The driver nodded.
"Job interview?"
"Yeah."
I watched the sidewalk as the taxi moved thru traffic. I was four blocks away and in stand still traffic.
"Forget it, how much do I owe you?"
He gave me the number and I payed him before hopping out of cab and jogging down the sidewalk. Right in front of the Tower I saw what the hold up was. A five car wreck, inculding Bruce's Audi R8. Fires from the cars were growing. I spied a fountain inside the lobby. I clenched my fist and the water rose up and traveled thru the cracks in the glass doors before taking out the fires I relaxed once I felt the fires out for good.
I think my interview just got shot to 'ell.
Oh well.
I walked in anyway, Mr. Fox was coming in as well.
"Ms. Kent, you're here for your job interview, follow me."
I was surprised to say the least, followed him to the sub-basement. I filled out forms and talked to Mr. Fox about a few different things I learned in the college.
"Well as far as I can see you are perfect as a weapons developer, but I can not of course give you the job without talking to Mr. Wayne first, and as you could see he'll be a bit busy for the next few days. We'll contact you in a few days, good day Ms. Kent. Oh and I liked your entrance to the city, very dramatic.
I walked out in shock. Will everyone get over it already?