Book Two: Chaos

Chapter 14

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Emma's outfit can be found on my profile.

Why did I even get involved in this? Why did I even land in this world? Right now, I felt stuck. I know what's going to happen but had no idea on how to stop it without raising any suspicions. In case, you're scared that you skipped a chapter, don't worry. The hearing is happening right now but I didn't stay to look. I had to find a solution.

And I found one. Made sure that the medical examiner will run analysis on the card earlier that he did in the movie. I never quite understood why they got results only in the evening and I have the perfect person for that. Sure, he's not an M.E but he's a doctor and I think it should do it. Right? Well, I hope it'll be fine. All I had to do was to wait for the body. I know it sounds creepy but it is what it is.

While Gordon has been summoned at the city hall; I prepared one brown letter with Surillo's hiding place location and a set of keys to avoid her being caught in the explosion of her car. Then I instructed Sue, to get into Commissioner Loeb's office to exchange the bottle of whiskey in his office and to put a new glass there. She had to do it before going to Bruce's fundraise party and she had no right to question me. Not just yet.

"Blake!" I whistled to the young man that lives in my block. Yes, I know it's Blake. The same Blake that would help saving Gotham eight years from now. Why not give him this opportunity yet?

"Em!" He answered running to me with a smile.

"Can you do me a favor?" I asked him.

"It depends. What do I get for this favor?"

"Do you still wanna be a cop?" I asked him.

"As soon as I finished High School." He nodded.

"Well, help me on this one and I swear you'll get a good recommendation and a good place as soon as you leave the police academy." I gave him the brown envelop. "Open it tonight and be at the address by six thirty. And give this to the person you'll see at this address."

"Your badge?"

"It's a guarantee for this person." I replied. "Six thirty. You'll get in the car with them and no one must know about it. Understood?"

"Yes but why should I do this?" Blake asked squinting his eyes at me.

"I can't tell you but I will one day." I told him. "You can refuse to do it."

"I'll do it."

"Blake, it's dangerous. Really dangerous." I warned him.

"I'll call once the job's done." Was his only answer.

I felt bad for getting him involved but there was no one I could trust with this and I knew that he could keep a secret. And he did look like Joseph-Gordon Levitt. I know that there has nothing to do with this but I'm pretty sure that some of you are asking the question behind your screen. So, now you know.

"Sanders." I picked up my phone as I walked back to my bike.

"Where the hell are you?" Sue asked on the other end of the line.

"I'm in town, right now. Everything's alright?"

"Yeah. I just wanted to make sure that you'll come at the party that Wayne is throwing." She asked.

"Er…Sue—look—I don't think I can…"

"No. I don't want to hear it. You have to be here. He invited all three of us but I think he wants to see you more than the rest of us." Sue explained. "Plus, if I have to do that weird thing you asked me, you'll have to come to this party."

I sighed deeply. I said I wouldn't go but Harvey would be there and Rachel didn't know about Batman, yet. Maybe I could go. "Alright, I'm gonna check something at the MCU quickly and I'll meet you at your place later."

"Great!" She squealed. "Meet me there at six."

"Okay, at six." I nodded. "Don't forget to do it before we meet at your place."

"I won't." She promised.

I stepped into the morgue taking off my helmet. "Hey, doc!" I greeted Johnson. He's the M.E of Gotham, not the only one but usually he's dealing with the big case.

"My favorite detective of the year. What can I do for you?" He replied taking off his gloves.

"The dead Batman?" I simply said.

"Just got in. I didn't examine him, yet." He answered as he gestured for me to follow him. "We don't have an ID yet. But I can tell you that his two cheeks have been cut through. It starts from the corners of his lips to right under his cheekbones. He has taken quite a beating but I don't know what killed him yet." Johnson explained. "We found this."

"Will the real Batman please stand up?" I read out. "At least we know who did this?" Johnson hummed in agreement. "Doc, you'll do me a favor if you made this card your top priority."

"There's a lot of cases that I'm working on. This can wait." He replied shaking his head.

"You don't understand. The Joker is the most threatening person in Gotham right now and we need to do everything we can to stop him." I warned him.

"You might be my favorite detective but you're a real pain in my butt." He sighed. "I suppose you want this now."

"Yes, please." I smiled. "And that's why you're my favorite M.E in all Gotham."

"I expect you to bring me coffee and donuts for the next six months, though."

"Oh." I breathed out. "I can do that."

"If you want me to do this, now. You'll have to let me work. So, out." He said kicking me out of his lab.

"One last thing. If you can't reach me, the results must arrive in Gordon's hands. Or at least Stephens."

"Sanders, out!"

"Okay, I'm leaving." I raised my hands up in a defensive manner.

"Hey, you're with me?" Sue snapped her fingers in front of my face.

"Sorry! You were saying?" I looked up at her.

"You're alright?" She asked frowning a little.

"Yeah. I just really got a lot on my mind." I sighed. "So, straight or curly?"

"Curly." She replied immediately. "Tell me, what exactly is on your mind?"

"Something to do with the Joker and fighting the crime in Gotham." I replied as I curl one strand of my hair on the iron.

"Well, tonight is a night away from work." She said showing two pairs of shoes. "Black or burgundy?"

"I'll go with the laced ones." I replied.

"So, you want to borrow my purple dress." She deduced.

"It's mine, anyway." I retorted.

"True." She said disappearing in her room. "Look, about your job, don't worry. If it's like last time, you're gonna figure it out. I'm sure of it."

"I hope so. I hope so."

The lift doors opened to a room full of the biggest oils of Gotham. Everyone has dressed up, were drinking glasses of champagnes, chatting and talking among themselves. Alfred welcomed us with a glass of champagne.

I was wearing a knee length purple laced chiffon dress with my purse tucked under my arm. I didn't have heart to party that evening. It was already seven thirty and I still didn't have received any calls from Blake. I was worried that giving him this mission might have provoked his premature death. I was anxious, thinking too much, and I couldn't breathe anymore. Too much pressure.

"Is Mr. Wayne here?" Sue asked Alfred.

"He will arrive at any moment now."

As on cue, we heard a helicopter whirring resonated near the building. It landed on the platform that was outside of the loft. Bruce got out of the helicopter with not one or two but three women.

"He sure loves to make an entrance." I muttered before sipping from my glass. Alfred snorted next to me before going back at serving the other guests.

"I'm sorry that I'm late. I'm glad to see that that you all got started without me." Bruce strolled with the women on his arms like he owned the place. Oh, wait, he did. "Now, where is Harvey? Where…?" He clasped his hands together. "Harvey Dent, the man of the hour." He glanced around the room. "Where's Rachel Dawes? She's my oldest friend. Come here. When Rachel first told me she was dating Harvey Dent, I had one thing to say: 'the guy from those God-awful campaign commercials?' 'I believe in Harvey Dent.' Yeah, nice slogan, Harvey." Bruce gave Harvey a thumb up.

My phone ding in my purse. I took it out and saw that it was Blake. I excused myself and went out on the balcony as I hit the green button. I closed the door as Bruce was still doing his little speech.

"What took you so long?" I told him on the phone.

"I've run out of battery." He simply answered.

"Run out of battery?!" I hissed. "Damn it, Blake! Always charged your phone when you do something as important as that." I sighed rubbing my forehead. "Did everything go well?"

"Yeah, I was there at six thirty. It took a bit of convincing at first but once she read your message, she agreed to come." He started to explain. "She wants to talk to you, by the way." I heard some rustling at the end of the line.

"Detective Sanders, I don't know where you get your information but I hope you're right about this threat." She started. "Otherwise, I can guarantee you that your career is over."

"That's why you have my badge. If I happen to be wrong about this. You can fill a complaint against me. But I know that I'm right." I retorted. "You found a card in your file this morning during the hearing."

"How do you…?"

"It was a joker." I continued. "It was a warning for you. The Joker is threatening your life. That's why I sent this young man to pick you up before anyone could."

"Why didn't you sent officers?"

"Because half of them are corrupted and can't be trusted."

"How do I know that I can trust you and your little friend?" Surillo questioned me.

"You don't have a choice." I told her. "And we just saved your life."

"Detective Sanders, I really hope you know what you're doing." Surillo exhaled after she stayed quiet for a few seconds.

"Me too, Ma'am, me too." I sighed. "May I speak to my friend please?" Again there was rustling at the end of the line.

"Em."

"John, stay put. Don't open the door to anyone. Don't get out." I told him. "There's food in the fridge and cupboard. There's everything you need for the night. You should be fine."

"Em, what is really going on?"

"I can't tell you for now. But I will I promise." I retorted. "I'll come and get you both tomorrow morning. I warned the boy's house that you were staying at my place tonight."

"They didn't say anything?"

"It's okay as long as you're back there in the morning. Call me if you need anything." I said before hanging up.

"That's where you're hiding." Bruce said walking up to me with a glass of champagne.

"I'm not hiding. I was just making some arrangements." I smiled back at him. I took the glass of champagne and look down at the city. "Judge Surillo is safe. I got someone to get her. She won't die tonight."

"What about Commissioner Loeb?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know yet. Sue said she exchanged the bottle and the glass but you can never be sure." I took a sip from my glass. "So, is three women enough for Bruce Wayne?"

"I have to admit there's too much to handle." Bruce answered.

"Yes, three is pushing it a bit too far." I nodded. "Next time pick one date and only one and not three at once."

He snorted. "I'll think of it next time."

"Tonight's the night. You're ready?" I questioned him.

"I'm ready. Are you?"

"Do I really have a choice?" I dawned my glass. "Let's do this." I walked to the glass door. "He's gonna be here any minute from now. I'll deal with Harvey and you suit up."

"I think I like it when you're in charge." Bruce smirked.

"You love it." I smirked back at him as we both stepped inside.

"Hey!" Bruce grabbed my elbow. "Don't do anything stupid."

"I won't do anything you wouldn't do." I replied.

I didn't have to search long for Harvey and Rachel. They were both talking in a corner and Sue and Liam were walking up to join them. Didn't know they became friends. I went through the kitchen and ended up in the corridor behind Harvey. The four friends were chatting and smiling when I came up behind Harvey and passed my arm around his neck blocking his airways.

"Emma!" Sue shrieked.

"What are you doing?" Rachel hissed next.

Harvey was quite strong but I was able to keep a hold on him. I took off my arm around his neck when he fainted. "Saving his life. Liam, help me." He looked dumbfounded. "Liam!" I snapped.

That got him to move as he grabbed Harvey's arms. I opened the closet behind us and he put Harvey in. I grabbed a broomstick and blocked the doors. "Emma, what's going on?" Sue asked me.

"They're here to kill him." I retorted breathlessly. "You three, stay here." I looked into my purse and checked the mag before putting it back in.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We are tonight's entertainment." I could see him across the room as I moved further in the main room. The greenish hair, the white face and his red smile. I couldn't stop or help the fear that was bubbling up in my stomach. He grinned. "I only have one question: Where is Harvey Dent?"

Alright, it was a bit hard to start on this chapter and I don't even think that I'm making any sense. I don't know if anything in this is believable. So, if you, reader, think it's not just let me know so I can rewrite it before starting on chapter 15.

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