CHAPTER 3
Jonathon Crane was in his mansion, sitting in his recliner with a mug of coffee in hand. His walking cane was lying beside the recliner. He was sitting by the fire, despite the warm spring temperatures outside. This had become more of a habit that he enjoyed doing every night.
"Hello, Father." A voice came from behind him.
Jonathon reached down for his cane and he slowly stood up and turned around to see his son standing there at the doorway. "How the hell did you get out of prison?"
"It's like I warned you, my stay in Arkham would be a short one. Now, along with every master criminal mind in Arkham, New Gotham will be ours."
"What are you talking about?" Jonathon looked at his son confusingly.
"What I am saying is that every inmate in Arkham is now in control of it. We own Arkham, and soon we will own New Gotham. It kind of shows how pathetic of criminal master mind that you were," David said with a grin. "All thanks to Bane.'
"Bane?" Jonathon Crane said in horror. "I beg of you son, be no part of his sinister plan. He is a mad man, beyond reasoning."
"He is a brilliant leader! Besides, you don't have to worry, you won't be around to see it," he ripped out a hand gun from his pants and fired it at his father. He fired all six round, all six hitting Jonathon. He collapsed, landing near the fire place. "Burn in hell, father!" He turn around and exited as the clothes on the dead body of Jonathon Crane began to catch fire from being too close to the fire place.
* * * *
Helena, Reese, and Dinah joined Barbara and Richard on the platform when Barbara had the Helena and Dinah summoned: Reese tagged along side with Helena. "What's up?" Helena asked, gently messaging her right shoulder blade which was still very sore from being shot.
"Over the night, Jonathon's Crane's mansion burnt down to the ground. His burnt remains were found in the living room, which the fire chief believes to be the starting point of the fire."
"Would David Crane actually go that far and kill his own father?" Dinah said in disgust.
"He's safely put away in Arkham. It could not have been him," Helena pointed out.
"Exactly, it makes me wonder if he hired someone to kill his father for helping us send him away to prison, but then again, we have no evidence of any of this," Barbara said shaking her head.
"You have a gut feeling that this murder is something substantial to worry about do you?" Richard asked.
"How can I not? We now know that Commissioner O'Reiley is Bane. We don't know what he's up to. I have feeling that we are going to find out very soon, and I think this murder is a prelude to what is to come. We need to keep our eyes open."
"Will do," Helena replied.
* * * *
Gibson and Danielle were eating lunch out at a fancy restaurant. Since they had to work at the bar during dinner, they had to settle for a romantic lunch at a fancy five star restaurant instead of dinner. They had just finished the main course and had ordered their deserts. "The dinner was fantastic, Gibson," Danielle said with a smile.
Just looking at Danielle made Gibson loose his train of thought. She was amazingly stunning. She was dressed in a very beautiful red dress with sparkles. The collar was V shaped, which made her body feature all the more hotter. It was clear that she had spent close to a hundred dollars on her hair. He had never before seen her hair so beautiful. "Yea, it was quite good," Gibson said. He was a little more nervous than he usually was.
"Gibson, is there something wrong? You seem a little more nervous than you usually are?"
"Well, huh, there's something I wanted to ask you," Gibson stumbled with his words.
"Well, are you going to ask me or what?" Danielle laughed. She knew what the question was, and her heart beat with excitement.
"Okay, here it goes," Gibson said, taking a deep breath. "Danielle, I know we have known each other for only a few months, but those few months have been the best months of my life. I don' remember when the last time I was so happy. Well, that's not true. The last time I experience the thrill of extreme joy was exactly five years, 8 months…"
"Gibson," Danielle gave him the look to tell him to quit it with the calculations.
"Oops, sorry!" Gibson realized what he was doing. "Anyway, but I am happier now than I have ever been. I love you, Danielle. Will you marry me?" He pulled out a small black box and opened it to reveal a beautiful diamond engagement ring.
She had been expecting this moment, but it still hit her harder than she thought it would. Tears strolled down the side of her face. The ring was beautiful. It was perfect. She covered her mouth as she laughed with joy. "Yes. I'll marry you!"
Jonathon Crane was in his mansion, sitting in his recliner with a mug of coffee in hand. His walking cane was lying beside the recliner. He was sitting by the fire, despite the warm spring temperatures outside. This had become more of a habit that he enjoyed doing every night.
"Hello, Father." A voice came from behind him.
Jonathon reached down for his cane and he slowly stood up and turned around to see his son standing there at the doorway. "How the hell did you get out of prison?"
"It's like I warned you, my stay in Arkham would be a short one. Now, along with every master criminal mind in Arkham, New Gotham will be ours."
"What are you talking about?" Jonathon looked at his son confusingly.
"What I am saying is that every inmate in Arkham is now in control of it. We own Arkham, and soon we will own New Gotham. It kind of shows how pathetic of criminal master mind that you were," David said with a grin. "All thanks to Bane.'
"Bane?" Jonathon Crane said in horror. "I beg of you son, be no part of his sinister plan. He is a mad man, beyond reasoning."
"He is a brilliant leader! Besides, you don't have to worry, you won't be around to see it," he ripped out a hand gun from his pants and fired it at his father. He fired all six round, all six hitting Jonathon. He collapsed, landing near the fire place. "Burn in hell, father!" He turn around and exited as the clothes on the dead body of Jonathon Crane began to catch fire from being too close to the fire place.
* * * *
Helena, Reese, and Dinah joined Barbara and Richard on the platform when Barbara had the Helena and Dinah summoned: Reese tagged along side with Helena. "What's up?" Helena asked, gently messaging her right shoulder blade which was still very sore from being shot.
"Over the night, Jonathon's Crane's mansion burnt down to the ground. His burnt remains were found in the living room, which the fire chief believes to be the starting point of the fire."
"Would David Crane actually go that far and kill his own father?" Dinah said in disgust.
"He's safely put away in Arkham. It could not have been him," Helena pointed out.
"Exactly, it makes me wonder if he hired someone to kill his father for helping us send him away to prison, but then again, we have no evidence of any of this," Barbara said shaking her head.
"You have a gut feeling that this murder is something substantial to worry about do you?" Richard asked.
"How can I not? We now know that Commissioner O'Reiley is Bane. We don't know what he's up to. I have feeling that we are going to find out very soon, and I think this murder is a prelude to what is to come. We need to keep our eyes open."
"Will do," Helena replied.
* * * *
Gibson and Danielle were eating lunch out at a fancy restaurant. Since they had to work at the bar during dinner, they had to settle for a romantic lunch at a fancy five star restaurant instead of dinner. They had just finished the main course and had ordered their deserts. "The dinner was fantastic, Gibson," Danielle said with a smile.
Just looking at Danielle made Gibson loose his train of thought. She was amazingly stunning. She was dressed in a very beautiful red dress with sparkles. The collar was V shaped, which made her body feature all the more hotter. It was clear that she had spent close to a hundred dollars on her hair. He had never before seen her hair so beautiful. "Yea, it was quite good," Gibson said. He was a little more nervous than he usually was.
"Gibson, is there something wrong? You seem a little more nervous than you usually are?"
"Well, huh, there's something I wanted to ask you," Gibson stumbled with his words.
"Well, are you going to ask me or what?" Danielle laughed. She knew what the question was, and her heart beat with excitement.
"Okay, here it goes," Gibson said, taking a deep breath. "Danielle, I know we have known each other for only a few months, but those few months have been the best months of my life. I don' remember when the last time I was so happy. Well, that's not true. The last time I experience the thrill of extreme joy was exactly five years, 8 months…"
"Gibson," Danielle gave him the look to tell him to quit it with the calculations.
"Oops, sorry!" Gibson realized what he was doing. "Anyway, but I am happier now than I have ever been. I love you, Danielle. Will you marry me?" He pulled out a small black box and opened it to reveal a beautiful diamond engagement ring.
She had been expecting this moment, but it still hit her harder than she thought it would. Tears strolled down the side of her face. The ring was beautiful. It was perfect. She covered her mouth as she laughed with joy. "Yes. I'll marry you!"
