"I got caught up man!" he yelled throwing a frightened side-glance at the Joker.

He signaled for his men to relax, licked his lips and crooked his head to the side. He ought to kill him but he couldn't waste any men at the moment since they were limited. For now.

"Mattie! So glad you could join us. You uh, got in a bitch fight?" he said and the men across the room laughed nervously.

"K..k..kind of" the man trembled at the clown stared at him dead on.

"The next time you do, don't be late. I'm running out of patience"

The man nodded.

"What the fuck happened anyway?" Richard asked quietly as the Joker turned around.

"There was that little bitch and I ya know" he said relieved that the Joker was no longer looking at him.

"But we said no raping. You wanna go back to Blackgate?" Richard said flatly glancing at the Joker.

"Man get off my back she was hot"

The Joker giggled to himself and turned towards him "And how hot was that girl, Mattie" he said as he took out his new phone, waiting for the call he was expecting.

"Boss she waasss bomb" the man laughed, obviously misreading the situation. Richard glanced at the Joker who was smirking, looking at the screen of his phone. "Big brown eyes, long hair, nice butt" he snickered as the men across the room murmured. "But you won't believe who it was"

"Mary Poppins?" Richard said uncomfortably, as he understood that the Joker was just letting him finish to teach him a lesson for interrupting him.

"Nah she had a J mark on her shoulder. It's that girl you took a while ago with the big boobs"

Joker's eyes flew up and he glared at him with a demonic face. Without a warning, he took the gun from Richard's belt and shot him right between the eyes. He fell to the floor loudly and the Joker shot him again for good measure. He handed the gun back to Richard with a smile and turned to the rest of the team.

"Now" he clapped his hands once "We have a lloooot of work to do and I don't wanna hear any more excuses about hot girls making you late. Let's hit it boys!"

The goons remained frozen before moving frantically around the room to find the right equipment for the job. They were out the door at once and the warehouse was empty. Richard turned to the Joker who was still staring down his phone frowning.

"Boss you're in charge" he said in a matter of fact tone. The Joker turned to him.

"Yeah. Tell me what you want to tell me"

"You really think we can spear any more men right now? Maybe we should wait for the team to get bigger before taking them out"

The Joker put the phone in his pocket and turned to him. "I can't have my men thinking they can come in here to drink a beer and talk about hot chicks Richie. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to do" he began walking away and paused. He turned toward Richard once more "You uh, know your way around police files, right?"

He nodded as the clown continued, "I want you to find someone for me. What She's been up to. It uh, might help with this whole… situation the city is in"

"Sure…but there is another issue at play" said Richard handing the Joker a photograph. He inspected it carefully.

"Who is this masked freak?"

She heard a knock on the door of her office before it opened slowly. Daniel peeked in.

"Fox wants to see you" he said and Mia got up closing the file he had open it front of her. She walked to Mr. Fox's office and knocked on the door as he told her to come in.

"Mia. Have a seat" he said as he got up rolling down the blinds of his office.

"Day off did you good" he said before sitting down. Mia half smiled as he went on.

"We uh.. we have a situation" he began "Are you familiar with John Daggett?"

Mia nodded and he went on "He asked to join Wayne enterprises investments but I am not convinced. Especially with the timing. I think, as he has been a rival for a long time, he is now attempting to takeover Wayne Enterprises and at the same time some thief stole Mr. Wayne's prints?"

Mia frowned and leaned forward placing her elbows on her knees. Fox looked at her thinking for a moment. "I think he is trying to break into Gotham's Stock Exchange". He will try something I am sure of it." Mia took a piece of paper, wrote and handed it back to him.

Put risky investments under Wayne's name. Lowers share value.

"A bankruptcy" he said taking off his glasses. "Can we stop it?"

Mia thought for a moment and continued writing.

We can offer a share.

"Perhaps. But that wouldn't solve the issue. You see a millionaire never stops at 50%. He wants all of it… But to be honest that's what I thought myself. I've scheduled up a meeting with Daggett. I want you with me"

Mia stood up abruptly shaking her head in panic.

"You are the only one I can take with me. I won't force you to step up I would feel safer if you were there"

She sat back down with a desperate look on her face. "now don't tell me you're afraid of a little weasel"

Mia snickered.

They got out the car and into the building, as security took their cell phones and searched them thoroughly. They reached up the twelfth floor of the building, where a snakelike man was waiting for them outside the elevator.

"Mr. Fox " he said staring at Mia with half closed eyes "You didn't say you'll have company"

"Miss Dawes this is Phillip Stryver Mr. Daggett's right hand and a very" he said looking back at the man "very curious individual. But nevertheless, this is Mia Dawes my right hand and the person who will make sure this meeting happens since I am not getting in the room without her" he said smiling with an unshakable certainty.

Stryver smirked "Very well" he said as he signaled for them to follow him. He led them to a huge meeting room with a single person standing near the window observing the city. He turned towards them and half smiled. Fox was right. He did look like a weasel.

"Mr. Fox! Welcome. And Miss…"

"Dawes. Mia Dawes" Fox replied shaking hands with him. Mia offered her hand to him and he stared at her as he took it, like a cat stares at a human walking in the room. With a boring and dismissive curiosity.

"Have a seat" he told them "I hear you have an offer for me"

"Yes" Fox began "As you know Mr. Wayne's prints have been stolen-"

"If you're here to throw unsupported allegations at me Mr. Fox let me inform you that I will not take-"

"I am not blaming anyone in this room Mr. Daggett I am just implying the curious timing with Gotham's stock Exchange next weekend"

Daggett smiled "That is curious. And if someone used those prints it could be… catastrophic"

Mia felt her blood boiling. She took out her notepad and wrote, handing the note to Fox.

"Whatever you want to say, dear, tell me"

"Miss Mia has an issue with her voice she will not be joining our conversation vocally"

"You brought a mute to a meeting?" Daggett laughed looking back and forth between her and Fox. Mia felt her instincts kicking in. She banged her palm on the table and stared at Daggett dead on. For a moment, she saw him growing smaller as she leaned over the table to his direction handing him a piece of paper with the offer they were making. Daggett took the paper as she sat back down inspecting it.

"Twenty percent?" he queried. Fox looked over at Mia for a moment as he had no idea the percentage would be that small.

"That's nothing!"

"On the contrary. You are a man of business I am sure you know that most offers are under 8% and some even off the map"

Daggett let the paper fly on the table as he crossed his fingers together "Then I am sorry Mr. Fox there is nothing I can do for you. It's all or nothing"

Fox smiled to himself, catching up on Mia's play "Very well" he said as he got up readjusting his suit. Mia got her bag and excited the room with Fox behind her. They got in the elevator and when the doors closed, they were alone.

"So if I'm thinking correctly, now we know that he is the one that stole the prints and he is in fact trying to take over the Enterprise?"

Mia nodded with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on her face.

"And how are we supposed to stop it?"

Mia stared at him smirking, as he raised her palm and shook her fingers.

"The fingerprints?" Mia closed her eyes slowly opening them and faced forward. After thinking about it on his way home, Fox realized what she meant. She knew that Wayne was not in the building a lot and Fox somehow knew about the prints. She had realized that someone with a higher power knew the fingerprints had been stolen and she was no fool. That someone was the Batman.

For Mr. Fox's personal mental health, he assumed that she thought that both him and Bruce were simply colluding with the Batman and that she didn't know who he really was.

Daggett stared at the two tiny figures as they walked out the building from the window of his office.

"That…went well" Stryver said quietly behind him. "Is there anything you want me to take care of?"

"Not you. Call that masked freak"

"And tell him what?"

"The girl. I want her gone"