There was a lot of evidence in their two bags and the team agreed on seeing it before they contacted the rest of the Crows. The more evidence they had the bigger were their chances to show the others, some of their team members were criminals, worked with criminals.
Sophie sat on a couch, Kodah on her lap, her legs up on a table and a tabled in her hands. Kate sat next to her, reading a folder. Luke sat at the table, a laptop in front of him, Julia next to him and Jacob sat on an armchair, reading newspaper articles. Mary had made herself comfortable in a second armchair, a laptop on her legs, checking what was USB sticks.
"This is bigger than I have expected, I see a lot of names of politicians, cops and rich families," Sophie said, "it's like basically all criminal activities from a certain group of people was swept under the rug. From DIU to dealing with drugs to assault. Or murder."
"Gotham's finest from their darkest side," Kate agreed, "I see a lot of familiar names."
"A lot of clients of ours," Sophie sighed. No wonder there were people, who claimed, the Crows protected only the rich people without caring if they were the real criminals.
"You are not to blame for what your clients did."
"I know. Yet it feels like we protected the wrong people."
"Rich people. Most of them white."
"Yes." No wonder she liked Batwoman so much, she protected everybody, no matter if they had money or what color their skin was. To Batwoman all people were equal.
"You are not making a difference, you help anybody, who needs your help," Kate smiled, "do not feel sorry for something you haven't done."
"I did work mostly for rich people. Tommy Elliot, for example." The party, she had Kate with her date. What happened to the woman, she had never seen them together again?
"Don't remind me, he was such a dick and I don't feel sorry that his ass is in Arkham now. He was so obsessed with being better than Bruce, he turned crazy."
"He did." He had killed her if they hadn't gotten out of the elevator. Like he had almost killed the waiters.
"I found something about Reggie Harris," Jacob said, "Kevin Miller-Reid was at Sip&Dash."
"Kevin Miller-Reid, as in Miller-Reid, the whiskey family?" Kate asked.
"Alleged mob master," Sophie added.
"What was he doing there? He is the youngest son, isn't he?" Luke asked.
"He is, he is the one with the bad temper. He has been in trouble many times, he is a racist and…"
"An asshole," Kate added, "I remember him, he was one of the bullies in school, one of the kids, who believed, everybody should serve him. He has beaten up many people and there were rumors he has raped a teacher. She never came back to school after this and he stayed on the school. I can see him having a problem with a black kid being talented, a proud father telling people how amazing his son is. Why should a nobody be better than him? He is God's gift to humanity."
"We had problems with him and his family various times, I remember his old man saying something about, black people are not worth an investigation," Jacob remembered.
This was not the first time she had heard comments like this, yet every time she heard something like this, it hurt. After all these years Sophie wished she was tougher, that she didn't mind what idiots thought, but…even when you didn't mind, their actions hurt anyway.
"Sounds like they are worth a closer investigation." Kate's hand brushed over Sophie's, "I'd love to kick their ass, have them pay for everything they've done."
"The family has many ties in Gotham, it won't be easy to get to them."
"When we have what we need to prove Miller-Reid is responsible we need to get this evidence to more than one person," Julia said, "you need various radio and TV stations, newspapers, Internet, whatever you can get so if your information ends in the hands of one their friends, it will still be aired. Only when as many people as possible know the truth there is a chance to take them down."
"Whatever it takes to get the killer of my dad off the streets."
"We will do whatever it takes to get justice for your father," Jacob promised, "for you and for Reggie Harris."
"Can you hack into the systems of the city and have the evidence air everywhere?" Sophie asked, "like the hacker did? Who presented the credit card number of the major to the world."
"I can give it a try, yes."
"No better way to reach everybody than via their phones. And then nobody can take it away, the people will know."
"We're in for a hell of a show," Kate said.
A show, they needed to prepare. So far there were only circumstantial evidence and for a member of the Miller-Reid family, this was not enough. They had the best lawyer, they had powerful friends, to take them down they needed more than one hundred per cent proof.
Sophie closed her eyes. She had seen so many crimes, so many criminals, who got away because they were rich or famous. So many innocent people were framed and - as the executor had stated - most of them were black. Would this racist behavior ever end? Would she and all the other people of color ever be treated with the same respect as a white man? Or would it never change? Would they always be the ones to blame, the garbage?
Her phone beeped.
I hope you are doing fine and stayed away from danger today.
Batwoman. Sophie's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't forgotten about her.
I'm not sure I stayed away from danger but I was hidden behind secret doors.
They hadn't found out who the woman was, she refused to talk, but from her behavior against the men in the room, Sophie didn't believe she worked with them. Could there be a second party, that was interested in what Gonzales and his friends had hidden? Enough evidence to have many people involved was in their hands now.
Found anything interesting there?
Most definitely.
We did, yes. We're still processing everything and when we're done, Gotham might be in for a mayor surprise. Some families could find themselves in prison and hopefully innocent people will be released from prison and the real criminals locked away for life.
Not to mention that they could bring peace to the mind of many family members, who were still wondering why their loved ones were killed, who killed them.
Kate came back in the room. It was time to get some rest, their work wasn't done and they needed a sharp mind to win this battle.
"I see you stole Kodah from me."
"She is my dog, of course she stays with me." Kodah had slept on Kate's bed before Sophie went to bed. Her puppy seemed to enjoy being with both of them.
"We'll see. I might blackmail her with a toy."
"That's cheating."
"If this gets me Kodah's love I don't mind cheating."
Sophie laughed. Her puppy was a sunshine and she was not surprised everybody loved her.
Sounds like you have a lot to do. Get some rest, Sophie.
Batwoman kind of wished her a good night. This was good, wasn't it? And most definitely cute.
Thanks, you too.
"Are you talking to Batwoman again?"
"Yes, she sent me a message a minute ago, wanted to know how we are."
"Tired."
"Yes. Tired and hopefully on our way to bring justice to Gotham. By tomorrow we should have found enough."
"We have to, I'm not sure how long we can hide here. Gonzales's men are looking for us, the more we move around, the bigger are their chances to find us. They won't go down quietly."
"No." They'd fight and when they knew where they were, they'd come after them. There was no way they'd let them get away with what they planned to do. Their life was at risk, more than ever.