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Bruce/Batman
I can't understand what Selina's doing.
I'm standing on the ledge of the roof, directly opposite the jewellery shop. Ready to intervene when she gets too... rough with the Maroni kid.
The screen on my wrist displays the inside of the shop in real time.
Everything that I know about the Catwoman tells me that Mike Maroni should be on the floor by now. She should have made an attempt on his life; or at the very least taught him a painful lesson. About what happens to gangster scum, like him, when they think that they can play with fire... and walk away unscathed.
I have to blink and shake the screen now. To make sure the Bat-surveillance system is still working. Because it's showing me something that cannot really be happening.
It looks like the Catwoman and Mike Maroni are sitting down at the table together. Eating lasagne.
I turn up the volume on my earpiece and listen to their conversation. Hoping to hear something that will explain what the fuck Selina is up to.
But instead of enlightening me, what I hear makes a hot blush creep up my neck underneath my Bat-gear; until it reaches my exposed cheeks.
"Yeah, we used to do the same thing." Mike says laughing. "We used to cut out of school before last period, and wait outside Gotham Prep. We started out dealing - but then we worked out that just robbing the the rich kids was a better strategy."
A low, husky laugh from Selina. "Some things never change. Not in East Gotham, anyway... It was easier for me to get away with it, though." She pauses, and a knowing smile spreads across her features; beautiful and dangerous in the candlelight.
"No teenage boy is going to admit that they were mugged by a girl." she purrs. Mike laughs so hard that I'm hoping, I mean I'm worried, that he's going to choke on his lasagne.
Something that I've never heard before is in Selina's voice. There's a shared joke there that I'm on the wrong side of.
But the Catwoman is right.
Nathaniel and I never told anyone. About being mugged by the group of girls in Convent School uniforms. When we were almost seventeen.
I hate this guy.
And I'm not feeling too friendly towards Selina either.
