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Chapter 6

"That's the story huh?" Officer Bullock asked about an hour after Eliza Davenport was released from the hospital.

"That's what happened..." She looked down, rubbing her forehead with one shaky hand. "I... I don't know what else to say... can I go home now?"

"Not just yet. I have a few more questions." He told her gently. "I want you to repeat what Mr. Nigma told you. The message to Dr. Sparrows specifically."

"He basically told me if he doesn't publicly apologize for what he's done, he's going to send out an invitation, likely coordinates for the next death trap he's setting up. If Dr. Sparrows doesn't show, he's going to drag him there anyway." Eliza explained for the second time.

"Did he drop any clues while you were there about what he was going to be doing next?" Bullock questioned.

"I don't think so... if he did, I didn't pick up on any." She said a bit impatiently.

"Alright. You also are correct... Edward Nigma cleaned up his crime scene. Our officers searched the area after the fire was put out, and there were no bodies on the location you claim to have been at." Officer Bullock took a drink of his coffee, watching her reaction.

Eliza nodded sadly. "That would have been me... a missing body."

"You're fortunate you made it out alive to tell the tale. Grim or no, it's more information. Now that we have proper confirmation it was Edward Nigma we can begin our search for him." Bullock looked at her with determination.

"I wish you luck catching him. He needs to go." Eliza looked at him, "Am I free to go yet? I really just want to be in my own surroundings..."

Bullock looked up at Gordon, who stood at the back of the room listening to the entire statement. Gordon nodded.

"Yeah miss, you're free to go." Bullock nodded to her finally.

Eliza stood up and nodded. "Thank you sir."

"Did you want an officer posted at your building just in case?" Officer Bullock offered her courteously.

"Oh, that won't be necessary... I think if he wanted to kill me he would have done so before, and quite easily too..." She noted.

"I'm sure you'll never have to deal with him again." Bullock tried to convince her to keep her calm.

"I hope so." She looked at him.

"If you can think of anything else concerning these events give me a call. My numbers on the card I gave you earlier." Officer Bullock informed her. "I mean it, even if it's something small like a particular smell or a scratching on the wall, just let me know, it could be important. You just never know."

Stopping for a moment to think, she remembered the smell of the cold steel he had set up around the already bare apartment building, and the metallic smell of blood. She didn't want to remember anything more than she had to for the time being. She wanted to rest instead. She owed it to herself.

Eliza steadied herself, forcing the shakes to quell. "I got it. I won't hesitate to call if anything comes to mind, Officer Bullock. Thank you for all the help. I really hope you catch him before anything happens to my boss." Without another word she nodded once more and left the room, heading to her apartment.

Commissioner Gordon watched her go. Bullock shook his head, "Unbelievable that someone who set up crazy death traps like that... this is turning into some horror movie bullshit." The younger officer shook his head. "I suspect this guy's insane or at least mentally ill."

"He's still out there, that's the worst part. I feel like we should have put that girl in protective custody, but I can't be for certain." Commissioner Gordon stated firmly.

"If he let her go maybe he won't come looking for her again." Bullock suggested trying to be optimistic.

"Maybe... we'll need to get all our men out looking for him. After what the Joker put Gotham through, we can't let this traumatize our city further. I want someone watching Dr. Nathan Sparrows, I don't want any more people dying in this manner." The Commissioner said sternly.

"We're on it. Dr. Sparrows already got himself signed up with a personal security guard." Bullock informed him calmly.

"He didn't want to be put into protective custody while Nigma's on the loose?" Commissioner Gordon asked suspiciously.

"No, he said he's working on a lot of projects that are 'highly important in nature,' and he doesn't want to abandon his work over this guy." Officer Bullock shrugged.

"Scientists... they have an interesting set of priorities, don't they?" Gordon rolled his eyes as Bullock chuckled a bit.

"I think it'll be okay. We just have to find this lunatic. At least we know his target." Bullock pointed out.

"Let's hope we find him before too late... God knows what this madman might get into while we're looking for him." Without another word Commissioner Gordon headed into his office.

Dr. Sparrows sat in his office, looking over the files on his latest proposal. Monday came quickly for him, and with his security officer standing outside his door at all times he felt fairly safe.

A knock at the door made him look up curiously. "Come in!" He said without much concern in his tone.

Walking in, Eliza sat down in one of the chairs before his desk. Her dark rimmed glasses glimmered a bit in the fluorescent light. "You wanted to see me, sir?" Her timid voice seemed quieter after the events of the weekend.

"I wanted to make a suggestion to you. I'm aware you've been through a lot this past week. This is your first day back since the kidnapping." He looked to her, clasping his hands on the table.

Eliza looked down, pushing up her glasses a bit as she thought about her trauma. "Yes... it's been hard. What is your suggestion?"

"Seeing as the other members of our team are tragically deceased, I don't feel we should continue with the neurology study. I feel it might be best to close the project temporarily in honor of our fallen comrades." He said softly.

Eliza looked up at him again and nodded. "Yes. That might be best... I suppose this would give me time to rest."

The expression on Dr. Sparrows' face shifted slightly. "I had an idea for you, if you'd care to hear."

Eliza looked at him for a moment, "Well of course, what is it?"

Dr. Sparrows smiled gently. "I've been working on a project more recently with Dr. Helm. It's called the 'Siren Project.' I've been doing this more secretly, but the director seems to like the idea I've come up with."

Eliza sat up a bit more. "You want me to help you with this?"

"I'd really like that. You're a highly intelligent individual, and it would be a pleasure working with you on this new project. If you'd like I can tell you more about it." He looked her in the eyes.

Eliza nodded encouraging him to continue. "My project is based on new weaponry that could be used without severely harming another person, and wouldn't have the ability to kill."

"That sounds fascinating." She leaned in a bit more, listening.

Dr. Sparrows smiled at her interest. "If we can get this weapon built, we could save lives without having to take so many. Imagine, police no longer having to use a gun. It would be wonderful."

Eliza nodded. "I'd like to do this. When do I start?" She smiled softly for the first time since her Riddler ordeal.

Dr. Sparrows leaned back contentedly. "Tomorrow. Go home and get some rest, all right?"

Eliza leaned in and shook his hand. "Thank you sir, I'll see you tomorrow."

Dr. Sparrows watched her leave and picked up the phone quickly calling Dr. Helm. "...Yes, this is Nathan... I talked to her this morning, and she agreed." He listened for a moment before smiling darkly.

"Yes, I think she'll make the perfect test subject for the final project... All right, I'll see you tomorrow, Thomas." He hung up looking down at his folder files on the 'Siren Project,' knowing he had a lot of work to do.