Okay so this ones a bit shorter than the rest but I'm actually on a roll right now so I PROMISE if I manage to finish the next chapter I will certainly post it again tonight!

Sacrecrow: My little dork of a ex psychiatrist haha maybe he does have a sense of humor after all... ;)

ALSO for anyone who was the recent review, I can't see it so I'm sorry if I don't respond to it! Anyways enjoy everyone! 3

"Nygma?" she repeated, "That weirdo who likes riddles? What does J find benefiting in that?"

Frost nodded and shrugged, "Aside from his reputation, he's also an inventor. J thinks he'd be a satisfactory tool in situations that could prevent any more attacks on his businesses."

She was silent after that. Prevent attacks? Was he talking about attacks on her? Because she hadn't had anything happen to the club since he's been gone? Was it because he thought she couldn't handle it? She frowned and continued walking.

Sofia and Frost had reached the end of the hallway leading to the room J normally did his more 'private' dealings in. These usually consisted of weapons deals and making partnerships with some of Gotham's various rogues. But J never let her deal with anything having to do with drugs, he knew she didn't like that. Knowing just how much their father had done them, it left a bad taste in her mouth and the icing on the cake was when she was pumped full of the stuff herself. So he kept those deals on the side from her, handling them in his own way….whatever way that may have been considering he was still stuck inside of a padded cell.

But for now, Sofia wasn't thinking about that. Right now, she wanted to know exactly what it was this Nygma guy was here for. It had to be more than that. Protection was never something J had an interest in. He didn't fear anything or anyone. That's what made him dangerous and feared by everyone. There was more to this deal than Frost cared to admit, and she wanted to find out.

Once they entered the room, Sasha glanced at the other end of the room to see a young man with dark hair slicked back and a pair of dark rimmed glasses. She could have mistaken him for Crane if she didn't look him over entirely. Although they matched in professional clothing and build, Mr. Nygma had a light smile on his face. None that Jonathan would ever be caught dead wearing unless he were up to something. But this man seemed joyful almost. She walked further into the room to the seat where J normally sat in, but stopped as she stood next to the large table, "Mr. Nygma," she greeted, "would you like a drink?"

The young man smiled and bowed his head lightly, "Thank you but no. I prefer to keep a stable mind when meeting new people. Especially ones I intend on doing business with," He walked closer to her as his smile moved to a grin, "And I intend to know you and your brother very well Ms. Black."

Frost watched them from the sidelines as he normally did. Nygma didn't keep any guards with him like other rogues generally did, instead he came by himself. Sofia placed a hand on her hip as she leaned against the mahogany table, "And why's that?"

Nygma chuckled and straightened himself, "I think you'll find my contributions to your business quite satisfactory. And the only one I find the best option is your brother."

She furrowed her brows, "So why haven't I heard of you before?"

Nygma shrugged, "Well you see before." He leaned in closer as a smile once again spread across his lips, "I never knew the Joker had a sister."

"So that's something that suddenly interests you?" she asked

"Unfortunately, your brother is a bit of a loose canon at times and I've known a few who've been victims to his sudden outbursts in even the most miniscule situations. And in the most morbid of way as well. I figured if I dealt with his sister—"

"So you were too scared to face him before. What makes you think I'm any better?" she asked with a smirk

Nygma's smile hesitated a bit but he replied, "Because you're a woman?"

The silence that filled the room didn't go unnoticed. Frost stood on the side knowing exactly just how much Sofia seemed to take in that answer. Not really the best first impression but…. No one ever said Nygma was good with genders of the opposite sex.

Sofia clenched her jaw but eventually eased back and smiled, crossing her arms she walked closer to Nygma who seemed a bit confused as to why she was getting so close. Her eyes never left his brown orbs, "So because I'm a woman you think I'd go easy on you?"

He pondered her question for a few moments before replying obviously, "Well….Yes? Statistically speaking its men who have the tendency to become more violent regardless of—

But before he could finish his sentence, he wasn't prepared for Sofia's quick speed when he was slammed and pinned against the thick wooden table. All while Frost and the other guards stood unfazed by her actions. The young man struggled against the firm surface, but didn't try to break free, he only let out a nervous chuckle as he turned his head to look back at Sofia, whose face was indifferent as she held onto him.

Leaning in closer, Sofia spoke softly, "I've heard of you Ed. You may be smart, but you certainly aren't reliable. Why should I allow your services into my brother's business? You honestly think I'm that stupid that I wouldn't do my research on you?"

She tightened her grip and pulled his arm farther back, making him wince at the pain of his arm being twisted behind his back. "Your narcissistic attitude isn't helping your interview."

Ed watched her, but despite the pain he smirked, "I've also done my research on you Ms. Black and trust me. Those were not my intentions, so I do apologize if you thought so."

Sofia continued to stare at him with cold eyes.

"Allow me to start over yes?"

She watched him for a few moments before finally letting go. Ed fixed his collar and his sleeves, adjusting his glasses.

"Start over." She ordered

He smiled, "While I may have my own intentions for doing things. I believe you'll find my inventions as well as my computer skills to be quite beneficial for you."

"You mean like hacking?"

Ed nodded, "Yes, precisely," he replied in amusement

"Why would I need a hacker?" she asked

He seemed to be a bit confused until asking her, "Now Ms. Black. Why would someone who is contained in a high-tech facility need a person equipped with the knowledge of how the system works?"

So that's what this was about. J was going to escape, she should have suspected this. And was wondering when he would be planning to do so, but she couldn't understand why he hadn't told her anything about it?

Nygma took her silence as a form of not understanding his question, he looked at her more closely, "A hacker is needed to infiltrate a processer that is strictly wired with numerous codes and passwords only I have the ability to do."

Her green eyes looked up at him.

"I have the ability to properly get your brother out of Arkham."

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