Short chapter but the next one is fairly long, I hope you'll like it!

"Hello."

"Password, please."

"*Sigh* Sycophantic cats, rebellious mice."

"Good. Now, it wasn't easy, but I have found the woman."

"Oh boy."

"Yeah, like I said it wasn't easy. Lilie isn't her real name."

"..Really? She lied to me."

"It is her name now, so technically she didn't lie. But it wasn't that long ago that she changed it, so I couldn't find much on her with that name."

"Interesting. What is her real name?"

"Freya Verin, 28 years old, born on the 8th of may in gotham general."

"Freya.."

"Yeah. I have to say, this was the hardest I've worked in a long time."

"How so?"

"First of all you were right, she is crazy gorgeous. I'll admit I got a bit distracted. And she has been a real challenge to find. I couldn't find much on the web, I had to go into the government's files and I had to call my connections in the police, social services, the medical department and a few banks.. I'm tired now."

"Tell me everything. What I need to know most is where I can find her family or friends, anyone she cares about."

"Yeah.. that might be tricky, I couldn't find anyone."

"..what?"

"She grew up with her mother, Alyssa Verin, and she seems to be the only family she had. Her father left and moved to England when she was a baby and he died about 10 years ago. No siblings. She might have an uncle somewhere in England but I'm not sure they have even met. I couldn't find any friends or boyfriends, unfortunately she doesn't seem to ever have used any kind of social media. She grew up very poor in the Bowery, you know of that neighborhood?"

"Yes, of course."

"It's a real shit hole."

"Mhm."

"She and her mother lived there. Despite getting very good grades I found that the school's she went to all made notifications of concern to the social services. In the reports I read that her mother was a drug addict and words like neglect came up a lot. She was in and out of foster homes quite a few times, especially after she turned 9, because her mother got involved with a very abusive man named John Bailey."

"Aah.. tell me all about that, and him."

"Well.. He abused the mother a lot and Freya as well. When she was 14 he gave her those scars you talked about, I found some pretty nasty pictures of that in some police files. The scars aside, she was also beaten beyond recognition. They put him in jail for two years, can you believe that? 24 months was all he got. Before he got out again she went to study at Brentwood academy as she got a scholarship. She did well but a year before she was about to graduate she dropped out as her mother died, she was brutally murdered by the abusive boyfriend who disappeared right after."

"Mhm.. and she had nobody else?"

"Not that I have found, she went on to live alone. I don't really know much about what she did after that, she went to therapy for some time and took a lot of meds, I found some journals. I also found that she was in debt and seemed to live on the street for a while, until she started doing some modeling. Not very surprisingly she did well and got quite sought after in that industry."

"No not very surprising."

"No.. But about three years ago, she just disappeared. I called the last boss that she had, and she said Freya was very frustrating to work with. She did an excellent job when she showed up but she often didn't, and she didn't take care of herself the way models need to do. She often came in exhausted and bruised, finally she stopped coming in all together."

"Mhm.."

"Are these the kind of details that you want J? You said everything."

"Yes, everything."

"Alright, alright. Around the time she disappeared, her debts were paid off completely in one sweep. And all of her accounts were closed. The only one who reported her missing was one of the other models she was working with, which is why I think she didn't have any friends or a boyfriend at this time. The police looked for her but not for long, which isn't very surprising."

"No.. A poor girl with no influential connections isn't worth much in this city."

"Right. But something that is very interesting here, is that about a year after the police stopped looking for her, a new wave of missing reports came in. From known mobsters. Isn't that strange? A couple of policemen started investigating, corrupted ones." The hacker said and the Joker smiled to himself.

"Mhm."

"I have tried and tried to find out why the mob wanted help from the police to find her, but I can't find anything! It's very annoying!"

"Now you know how I feel. What about the man who killed her mother? Do you know where he is now?"

"Dead. Murdered, actually, about two years ago. Also very strange, he was killed in his own home but whoever did it didn't take anything. He was obviously abusive to women but I haven't found any enemies to him. No debts or anything."

"How was he killed?"

"By knife, many cuts."

"Certainly sounds kind of.. Vengeful."

"You think it was Freya? She has no record of violence or anything like that. Maybe she hired the mob.. And never paid them back? Maybe that's why they were looking for her?"

"Could be." The Joker said but shook his head to himself. "What kind of meds did she take?"

"Uh.. I don't remember exactly, but nothing unusual for someone with her background. Antidepressants and sedatives. The antidepressants were the kind that people suffering from PTSD take."

"Hmm. Okay."

"So.. I'm guessing she is alive since you're asking for information about her. Have you met her?"

"I'm not telling you anything."

"Right.. What if I reduce the price?"

"No."

"Can you confirm that she is alive?"

"No."

"Come on J, if you give me some information I might be able to find out some more about her."

"Oooor.. You've realised some rich mobster guys might pay handsomely for information about her." The Joker said meaningly and licked his lips.

"...I seriously just want to help you. You're a good client." The hacker said and the Joker couldn't help but snicker.

"Aah.. I think we are done now, you and I."

"J.."

"Name your price."

"We can discuss it, just give me some info.."

"Name your price."

"... *Sigh*. I'll give you a good price, 50 k is enough."

"For everything?"

"Yeah, just think about giving me something alright? Give me a call, I can give you some help for free."

"Mhm. You'll have the money in a couple of days." the Joker said and hung up. He scratched his cheek as it was getting itchy from the makeup and thought about the information he had just gotten. He opened up the laptop and started the video of Freya and Mark. The beginning of the video was boring and he fast forwarded through it until he got to the part when she started to abuse Mark. Some scenes he thought were so much fun to watch that he rewinded over and over to watch them again. She was in control, she was clever and she was sinister, and he couldn't get enough of it.

The moment when she was crouched down and brought her dress up to pull a big knife out from a sheath she kept high up on her thigh was especially.. fun to watch. He watched it over 10 times with a wide grin and felt his jeans get tighter and tighter. Finally he turned the video off and took a deep breath. He got up from the bed and walked out of the room. Evan looked curiously at him as he sat down.

"We only need to pay him 50k." the Joker said and thoughtfully stared straight ahead at nothing.

"That's great! Why?"

"He didn't find her." The Joker lied.

"That's strange."

"How long until you're done with this?

"I'm pretty much done. I value this at about 300k. So we will have plenty of money left once we have paid the hacker."

"Terrific."

"Should I contact my guy? Where do we dare to meet him?"

"Hmm.. I will have to think about it." he said and got up to leave.

"Boss.. Is it okay if I sleep for a bit?" Evan asked and yawned.

"Sure thing, nighty-night, Evan."

"Thanks." Evan said and looked relieved. The Joker walked over to the couch where Antonio laid and rested, he smirked as he saw Antonio's disfigured face. He looked up at the Joker with fear in his eyes and was relieved when he walked away. The Joker once again opened the door to the bedroom where Freya was. She was laying on her side in the middle of the bed with her knees tucked up towards her stomach and her eyes closed. He cracked his neck and licked his lips as he saw her and she stirred when he closed the door.

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