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'I can't believe I let you talk me into this,' Cass said and Stephanie grinned. Even through the earpiece, she could hear the discomfort in her voice. 'I don't know what I am supposed to do...'

'Have a drink. Get on the dance floor and have some fun...'

'We're supposed to be finding out who's selling the drugs...'

'And we will. But, you need to stop lurking in the shadows and join the party, unless you want to tip the dealer off...'

'How long are we going to keep on with this..?'

'Until...twelve o'clock...'

'It's nearly 12:30...'

'No. It's the dealer. Behind you...

'Got him. What do you want to do...?'

'For now, we watch him...damn...' Stephanie said, as a young blonde woman approached the dealer. They spoke for a few seconds and she handed him a roll of notes, slipping a packet into her back pocket.

'What do we do now?'

'You get the dealer, I'll go after the girl...'

'Right...'

Finishing her drink, Steph got to her feet and headed after the girl as she disappeared into the bathroom.

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'You get the dealer, I'll go after the girl...'

'Right...'

Cass stood up and headed after the dealer as he strolled towards the stairs that led to the lower floor of the club. Speeding up, she ghosted down the stairs after him and grabbed his arm, slamming him against the wall.

'What the hell?! Get off me...'

'Shut up!' Cass hissed. 'Tell me where you get the drugs...'

'I don't know what you're...argh!' He snarled as Cass twisted his arm behind his back.

'The drugs...'

'Alright, alright. I get a text telling me where to get the next batch. That's all I know...'

'Thank you,' Cass said, searching his pockets and pulling out his cellphone. 'You will tell no-one about this...'

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'Hello?' Steph called as she pushed open the bathroom door, finding it empty. However, one of the stall doors was shut.

'Hello?' Steph repeated, knocking on the door, but there was no answer.

Damn...

She slammed her shoulder into the stall door and it burst open, revealing the girl sitting on the seat, slumped against the wall with her eyes closed.

Oh, God...

'Cass, I need help in here,' she said, grabbing her under the arms and pulling her off the seat. 'Ladies' bathroom, back of the club. Hurry...'

Laying her on the bathroom floor, she pressed her finger to her neck.

No pulse...

Tilting her head back, she delivered two rescue breaths, pressing her hands onto her chest and starting compressions.

Cass, where are you...?

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'I'm here...' Cass said as she closed the bathroom door behind her. 'What can I do?'

'She's overdosed. I need you to call an ambulance...'

'We're supposed to be undercover...'

'We can't let her die, Cass...'

'Alright, alright,' Cass said, pulling out her phone and holding it up to her ear. 'Ambulance, please. Suspected drug overdose...'

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'In here,' Cass said, re-entering the bathroom with two paramedics and Steph looked back over her shoulder.

'She's been down for about 15 minutes. I've been doing CPR, but...'

'I can see,' the Paramedic said, kneeling down next to her. 'We'll take over now...'

Steph hesitated for a second before moving back, allowing them to get to work. They worked quickly, slipping a face mask over her mouth and nose before pulling back her eyelids and shining a small pencil torch into her eyes.

'Pupils fixed and unresponsive. Any breath sounds?'

'No...'

'How long did you say she was down?'

'...about fifteen minutes.'

'...alright. I'm calling it. Time of death, 12:57...'

Dammit... Steph thought, leaning against the wall and squeezing the bridge of her nose.

'We need to leave,' Cass said, leaning in to whisper in her ear.

'I'm not leaving her...'

'There is nothing you can do for her. And the police will be here soon. We need to go...'

'Yeah. Yeah, you're right...'

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Steph slammed the door of the apartment behind them and threw herself onto the couch, staring at the wall.

'Did you catch up to the dealer?' She asked, after a moment and Cass nodded.

'Yes...'

'Did he tell you anything?'

'He gets sent a text message with the time and location where he can collect his next batch of drugs...'

'That doesn't help us, much...'

'Unless I took his phone, no...' Cass said, pulling it from her back pocket and Steph grinned.

'Alright. Now, we're getting somewhere...'

'What are we going to do, now?'

'We need to see the autopsy on the girl...'

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'...respiratory depression consistent with opioid overdose. No evidence of seizure or muscular spasm...'

'Dr Reynolds...'

Hearing the voice, he spun round to see two figures standing in the shadows, one dressed in a black body suit and the other wearing a purple cowl and cape.

'I'd ask how you got in here,' he said, pushing his glasses further up on his nose and running a hand through his brown hair. 'However, I already have a good idea. The Batman never cared much for rules, so I doubt that his protégés would have a problem with a little breaking and entering. Anyway, what brings Black Bat and Spoiler here?'

'We need to hear the result of your autopsy,' Black Bat said and Spoiler frowned.

'Hang on. How do you know who we are?'

'GCPD has quite a file on you and it makes interesting reading. Anyway, you want to know about the autopsy? There's nothing much to report, really. All the symptoms are consistent with a drug overdose...'

'Is it possible that it could have been deliberate...?'

'Perhaps. If the dose had been increased beyond what she expected when she purchased it, then it's possible. If I had a sample of the drug, I could compare it to the levels in her system...'

'That might be something that we can arrange...'

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'Hold on,' Spoiler said, dropping onto the rooftop, Black Bat landing in a crouch next to her.

'What is it?'

'We just got a text...'

Pulling the mobile phone that they confiscated from the dealer from her belt and flipping it open.

'It's for the dealer. We've got the location of the next exchange...'

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'There he is,' Spoiler said, pointing to the man in a grey hoodie who was lounging against the alley wall. 'Let's go...'

They flew down from the rooftop and Black Bat kicked him in the chest, knocking him backwards. Before he could recover, she had him down on the floor, twisting his arm behind his back.

'We know that you're selling the drugs. Tell us where you get them from...'

'I don't...Argh! Alright, alright. There's a backstreet gym on 3rd Avenue...'

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