I stood up immediately when I heard the door open. Standing in the doorway was my next patient: he was a muscular man dressed in a white mask that had a red visor covering his left eye, a red jumpsuit, and yellow gloves.
"Mr. Lawton, I'm Dr. Liebermann." I said as I shook his hand.
"A pleasure to meet you, doctor." he said, taking a seat on the couch.
I switched my recorder on and cleared my throat.
"This is Dr. Miles Liebermann. The time is 7:37 AM on September 8. The patient's name is Floyd William Lawton, alias Deadshot."
"Ask me anything, doctor."
"Can you tell me about your childhood?" I asked.
"I was born into a wealthy family. My best friend was my older brother, Edward, and we were as close as can be. Unfortunately, one day, our mother wanted us to kill our father. I didn't agree with it, so Edward locked me in the boathouse." he said. "Using an antique rifle, I tried to fire a warning shot for my father, but I hit my brother on accident. After that day, my mother was thrown in prison while my father killed himself."
I felt a twinge of sympathy and continued with the questions.
"What happened after that?"
"I joined the military and entered the Special Forces because of my sniper skills. Things got better and I even got married. Sadly, we divorced and I was left to raise my daughter, Zoe."
I nodded and asked, "Are you a sniper for hire or do you do your own thing?"
"It's a little bit of both, depending on how I feel." he said with a shrug.
He's not really all that villainous…I thought.
"Last question: what's your relationship with Batman?"
"My group, the Suicide Squad, doesn't like him all that much, but he's alright."
I turned off my recorder and shook his hand.
"Thank you for your time." I said.
He nodded and left the office as I took a seat to take my notes.
