Scarlett POV
"You've got someone downstairs wanting to speak to you Angel" Johnny says, I look to him at his desk over my own, he's been getting better with his leg, docs been good with bringing in the medication for him and the painkillers, hopefully he'll be out of his cast soon.
"Damn, I just got back! Don't these people respect relaxation time? I mean come on I need to rest my aching feet" I say, I know I'm whining but a lot of people would be if they had been free-running away from a bloody bat-mobile last night when me and J had to split in order for me to get away, we all know that the batman is after The Joker, but not a lot of them know about me yet so he probably only thought I was a hired thug or something, either way I got off scot free and J miss-lead the Batman and got away too.
I grab my boots and make my way downstairs,
"I'm thinking of having a fireman pole put in, what do u think? Quick escape, and for those days when you just can't be bothered to go down all those damn stairs" I say, he laughs at this, the funny thing is I'm not even kidding, have even hired someone to look into it and see where we can put it, we can even fit in a harness and be able to go up with it too, can't wait to see the look on Johnny's face when he comes in and realises all my joking around was actually me being serious,
"Angel! Good to see you darin!" shouts Frank, I roll my eyes at this, doing it subtly,
"Hi Frank, done any jobs recently?" I ask, inwardly smirking, this guy is the son of a millionaire, maybe not Bruce Wayne kind of millionaire, but the kid is wasting his life, he could do anything with his life and he wants to go to crime, the idiot doesn't even know what he has. He could go to college and be a lawyer and try to defend one of us. Ha!
"No…but I have a good idea for one!" he says, I roll my eyes and walk away from him, I go over to the bar to Billy our new barman, he's great and gets my dark humour so he'll more then likely stick around.
"Billy for the love of god, think of something – anything! To get him bard! The kid needs to grow up!" I say, he nods at me in agreement,
"So where is my appointment?" I ask, leaning against the bar, deciding in my head what drink I want, I'm thinking amaretto and coke, not too strong but tastes amazing!
"Guy in booth three, names Floyd Lawton" he says, I nod at this, nodding to the bottle of amaretto he nods knowing what I am after and I walk away, knowing that Billy will have my drink sent to me.
"Mr Lawton" I say standing at the front of the booth, the small round table separating me from the client, himself sitting in the half circle seat of the booth itself, dark skin, nice face, love his eyes, very calculating, I bet he's a shooter,
"That's me, and you must be the angel I've been hearing so much about" he says, I smirk at this, I know that voice,
"And you are Deadshot" I say, he looks at me surprised,
"Yeah…last time you saw me, I had brown hair, a wig, bloody horrible thing, I burned it. My brother thought it would be a good idea for my safety" I say, he nods at this,
"You were a really good shot" I say, sitting down on the other side of him, the table between us,
"I don't miss, that's a promise I keep to all my clients" he says, I smile at this,
"And since I have been a client I can give a good reference. But that's not why you are here" I say, Cecilia one of our waitresses comes over and brings my drink to the table, I smile at her for this, she smiles lightly at me for this and walks away, she's a good kid, is in medical school but needed a job, so we gave it to her on condition that she keeps her head down, not to listen to anything unless she hears the words "blow this shit up" in which case she tells Billy.
It's happened before and I had to use my power to contain the explosion, the damn thing made me have a nose bleed, but since then we keep her around, she has a smart head on her shoulders, and we keep her safe in turn.
"Your correct, I've been looking for a secure account all over the place to keep my money safe but there's not exactly any banks that are willing to look after an assassin's money" he says, I smirk at this,
"No there isn't, besides mine. All my clients are confidential, any information I keep on them is put onto two hard drives, both are secure and if any are tampered with or if password isn't put in correctly the hard drive fries up and is of no use to anyone. I'm the only one who has access to it, I'm the only one with the password, I don't even tell the clients the password either. I do what you ask with your money, send it to your family, put it aside for funeral expenses, I can even put a little interest on it too, that though I only do if I can determine if you're not going to waste my time and won't die next week. Do you have any special wishes for our account?" I ask, taking a sip of my drink,
"The only thing I want with my money is for it to go straight to my daughter, want it to cover school, clothing, food whatever she might need it for, when she moves out I want her to have a comfortable life, however I don't want ANY of it going to my ex-wife" he says, I see the hate in his eyes when he mentions his ex, but I also saw the love and adoration for his daughter,
"I can make a child's saving account for your daughter linked to your account, so much can go into her account from yours, no-one but she will be able to use it, not even you" I say, he nods at this,
"Yeah that sounds good, but how would she get it?" he asks,
"There's a few ways I've come up with for this situation, one is the child is made aware of this account in your will, you having already prepared a letter for them within the will that has within it my name and number for them to contact me, and I can either transfer some money into her account or deliver her the money myself to ensure they get the money. She can be given a card to use, I can track that card, hack into the cash machine when the card is used and if I see her using it the transaction is allowed, however if I see anyone else using – like your ex, I decline the transaction and securely send your daughter a new card. Or its done where I deliver the money to her myself, she receives my number contacts me, explains why she needs the money and then I hand her the money myself, I won't be tracked I won't let anyone else near her" I say, he leans back from this and nods,
"I like these ideas, another worry I have you see is her safety" he says, I nod in understanding,
"There is…another service I offer" I say, looking to him, he straightens at this, his eyes on me,
"I offer a protection to her, she is given a tracker that I myself only can use so that I know where she is all the time, she has my number to call in case of emergencies" I say, he seems to like this,
"However, for this I do charge more" I say, he nods at this,
"Alright I think it would be an idea for her to get the information about this in the will, then she'll know that, well that she won't have to worry about things money wise, I'd appreciate it if you after she's got in touch with her, give her the card, but if her mother does find it, to tell her to get in touch with you when she needs the money and you give her the money yourself. I would also like to ask for the protection too, I may make a few enemies and I want to know that she will be safe if anything happens to me, I saw what you could do too, plus I've heard a lot about you as well, an old friend mentioned your soft spot for kids" he says, I smile lightly at that,
"No child should be robed of their childhood, or suffer through what we ourselves suffer to stay alive" I say, he nods at this in agreement,
"I think I'll consider a safety box for her, a box with one of those...finger print recognise devices so only she can get into it" he says, I nod at this in agreement,
"Is there…any other family that you would prefer her to go to if something did happen to you?" I ask, he sighs at this,
"I'm an orphan who was never adopted, so don't know my family, and her family is just as bad, nowhere else she can go" he says, I nod at this in understanding.
"Ok then, well if you're happy to use my services then how about we continue this upstairs in my office" I say, he nods at this in agreement, both of us drink the rest of our drinks in a shot form and then come out of the booth, leading him upstairs,
"You take your meds yet Johnny?" I ask coming into the shared office walking over to my desk, Mr Lawton AKA Deadshot taking the seat in front of me,
"No I haven't nurse" he says I smirk at this, throwing him the case with his meds in which he catches and down in one.
"Alright Mr. Lawton, let's get this started" I say, turning my computer on and starting this off. It doesn't really take too long, never really does, the added child protection took a little while but not much, I needed her details and some details on his ex-wife, damn I did not like her after listening to some of the things he told me.
"So, are you really the Jokers sister? Or is it just a title?" he asks I look up at him a little surprised by his question, a lot of people have wondered this but not a lot have had the balls to actually ask me,
"Yeah he's my big brother, and believe me he can be really protective" I say, looking down, I don't know why but I even tell him a couple of for instances of my brothers over-protectiveness when we were kids, majority getting us laughing, when he tells me some of his funnier childhood stories I myself was in tears with laughter, I wasn't at all surprised that he won all the carnival can shooting games as well as darts in bars too.
"Alright Mr. Lawson, everything is set up, your will is also finished and all accounts set up and ready for money to be put in" I say, he smiles at this and nods,
"My friend was right, you are good" he says, I smirk at this, hiding my blush from the compliment,
"Guess I'll see you around then Angel" he says, I smile and nod, he takes his jacket off from the back of the chair he was sitting in and gets up to put in on,
"And please, call me Floyd, I want at least one angel to know my first name, maybe I might get lucky upstairs" he says, I look to him from this, smiling gently to him, knowing full well my blush is prominent, but the way he is looking at me, I feel…warm.
"I'll do my best" I say, leaning back in my chair, he grins at this and walks out of the office, hearing him walking down the stairs back to the downstairs bar.
"Hey who knew red and green went together so well" says Johnny, I look to him seeing him smirking but I glare at him for his teasing, levitating his glass of water without him noticing and tip the water that was in the glass on to his head, he makes a face from this,
"I may have deserved that one" he says, I smirk at this, but I have to admit that Floyd Lawton…well I can't say I would say no to him, he's devilishly handsome but has that look that says he's seen it all and is still going, very admirable, let's hope he comes along again to our bar.