Chapter Eleven
Barbara Gordon made her way quietly to the GCPD computer room. Currently there was no one inside so she could make her play and find out the information. The National Crime Database was in a room in the basement, but could only be accessed through a terminal in the computer room. The actual database room was guarded 24/7.
She sat at a monitor in the corner so as to not be noticed in case someone should pass by the room. Typing feverishly, she managed to get in. Scrolling through the entries she hit "Seagate". That appeared to be an abandoned amusement park.
Scanning deeper, she found "Pete's Fish", location Gotham Docks: Nothing suspicious there. In fact, Penguin's name didn't appear anywhere in relation to the building.
"Well, Fuck," she said. "I was sure he was using it to smuggle guns." She kept typing. "I'll keep trying."
At that moment, the door opened. Barbara quickly shut the monitor down, and ducked under the desk. Another officer had come in, opened a filing cabinet, and turned to leave. "Is there someone here?" she heard him ask.
Not receiving a response, he stepped out and closed the door. Barbara was sweating bullets. 'Damn, that was close,' she thought. 'I need to get the Hell out of here.'