Prophet Negly let out a shrill scream when there was a knock on his hotel door. His new hotel door. He was so not going back to the one where he had been attacked by the Batman. That so wasn't happening. From the battered couch in the crappy hotel room, in the slums of Gotham, he demanded, "Who's there?"

"Me," came Vrato Jr.'s voice.

Negly paused but never rose from the couch, "Is Batman with you?"

There was a pause.

Then a snarl came, "Open this door or I will kick it in!"

Quickly the lithe man ran to the door, he unlocked it and opened it to be sneered at by the mobster, who stalked in as if it were his home. He even had the nerve to slam the door and Negly didn't have the nerve to say a word about it. His dark eyes looked over the luggage and then to the quivering man, blazing, "You're leaving Gotham!"

Twitchy, like always when he was nervous, Negly nodded, "You never said anything about being arrested and attacked by a man dressed as a bat. If I knew that was going to happen I would never have come."

The conman was terrified of the mobster.

"We had a deal!"

"And you promised me protection. You promised me young girls. You promised me a mass of people to steal from…where are they? All I got was a bat. A big bat."

Vrato Jr kicked the duffle bag really hard, "Lets move on from the bat! Ok!"

Negly flinched but nodded.

Vrato lowered his arms and rubbed his pointed goatee. Turning his temper off, "Look, we're experiencing some problems, nothing that can't be smoothed out. We only have one family that's proving difficult to buy or kill off, ok?"

"The Merozikki's? Why don't you just kill off the kids?"

"Who do you think poisoned the son last night, dumbass. Plus if the daughter keeps irritating her father I won't have to kill her. Aristotle won't stand for much more of her whoring around Gotham. Why do you care? You have more money to clean for me."

Negly could only imagine.

He thought about asking of the daughter was a little too much for Jr. But then he thought better of it. So he sighed, "Just donate the money and I'll call the bank tomorrow."