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I looked around at the guys as Wilson jerked Lau up. Wilson untied the rope binds and led him inside. I looked at the other guys and smiled. This was really entertaining. What was more entertaining than finding him on the ground was the protests that he made when we pulled him inside.

"That's harassment!"

"Shut up, Lau!" one of the officers fired back. We all laughed at Lau's expression, but it earned us a glare from Dad.

"What?" I asked innocently. "You know this is entertaining."

He smiled broadly at my accuracy. "Ya got me, Al."

"My lawyer will have all of your badges!" he threatened. Like I hadn't been threatened with that before.

"Very scary, Lau," I feigned. "I'm shaking in my boots." I was actually wearing boots I realized with a laugh.

He glared at me, but the officers just laughed.

We made our way back inside MCU to be met by Rachel Dawes and Dent. Why did he have to be here? Really? We only needed one DA, but I kept my mouth shut. We made our way to the interrogation room and Wilson slammed him into the metal chair. He closed the door and headed back to behind the mirror.

"What do we do now?" he wondered out loud, asking no one in particular but preferably Dad or me. It wasn't.

"We wait," Dent responded with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Wilson caught my eye and stuck his tongue out at Dent and then flipped him off when no one was looking.

I let a burst of laughter come from my mouth, which got everyone looking at me. I looked over at Wilson, who was laughing too. We were both shaking our heads.

"What are you laughing at?" Dent demanded.

I quickly realized that I needed to make something up. "Oh, just something that happened yesterday. Wilson reminded me of it, and I couldn't help but laugh."

Dad looked at me and then glanced at Wilson and immediately knew that we were lying. He nodded to me. "Yeah, it was pretty entertaining," Dad agreed with me and shook his head in his fatherly manner.

I felt my cheeks grow hot under his scrutinizing eyes. "So why are we waiting?" I changed the subject. I knew the answer, but it was probably a good idea to change the subject.

Rachel looked at me like I was an idiot. We weren't really the best of friends, but we were on pleasant terms. It wasn't like we worked together all the time. "Lau won't talk until his lawyer is here."

I nodded as I saw the door of the interrogation room open and Lau's lawyer come in. He was older with very light brown hair that was thinning to the point where he had a bald spot on the back and a comb over. He had a very long, pointy nose, but he looked powerful in his charcoal business suit, white striped Oxford shirt and red-checkered tie.

"I'm taking lead, Harvey," Rachel purred as she walked out.

I rolled my eyes, accidentally catching everyone's eye.

"Leave her alone," Dent hissed.

I stuck my hands up in defense. "Hey, I'm honestly not jealous," I said snidely. "It just makes me sick that someone is actually in love with you!"

"Alex," Dad warned. "Tread lightly."

Dent was glaring at me with daggers in his cold blue eyes.

I shrugged and sat down with my arms and legs crossed.

Wilson sat down next to me. "Nice, Al."

"That one's gonna bite me in butt eventually," I retorted but laughed anyway.

"Yeah." He laughed.

I turned my attention towards Rachel. She was sitting down now. "As will everyone." She looked at Lau, who just stared back at her. "No? Well, enjoy your stay in county, Mr. Lau." She got up and walked towards the door.

"Wait," Lau called. What a wimp, I thought. "I won't give you the money, but I'll give you the names of my clients. All of them." Not bad, but he was still a wimp.

"You were a glorified accountant," she pointed out. "What could you possibly have on all of them that we could charge?"

"I'm good with calculation," he stated. "I handled all of their investments. One. Big. Pot." Score! There goes the mob, if we were lucky.

Dent slammed his finger down on the recorder to save what had just been said. "I've got it," he boasted. He turned to Dad, expecting that he would know what he was talking about. "RICO. If t heir money was pooled, we can charge all of them as one criminal conspiracy."

Dad understood. I saw him nodding.

I got up. Screw my hatred of Dent; my hatred of the mob was stronger. "Charge them with what?"

Dent was so excited t hat he completely forgot what I had said earlier. "In a RICO case, if we can charge any of the conspirator with a felony—"

Rachel had walked in unnoticed, but completed Dent's sentence, "—we can charge all of them with it." She snapped her fingers in their moment of genius. She walked back into the courtroom.

I was standing next to my dad at this point, excited that we were going to get the mob.

"Mr. Lau, do you have details of the communal fund? Ledgers, notebooks?" We did need evidence.

Lau smirked. "Immunity, protection and a charted flight to Hong Kong."

"Once you've testified in open court," Rachel agreed. "So with all your clients locked up, what will you do with all that money?"

Lau's smirk broadened. "As I said, I'm good with calculation."

"He can't go to County," Dad said with finality in his voice. "I'll keep him here in the holding cells." He had also noticed the wimpiness in Lau. He wouldn't last an hour in County; we both knew that.

"What is this, Gordon?" Dent asked. "Your fortress?"

I clenched my fists. That was so out of line. I opened my mouth to say something, but Dad reached back and covered my fist with his hand. He somehow managed to remain calm.

Dent looked at my face and smiled in victory. He wanted that reaction out of me.

"You trust them over at County?" Dad wondered.

"I don't trust them here," he informed.

"Well, they don't trust you either, Dent," I spat. It was an accident. I really didn't mean to say anything.

Dent glared.

"Lau stays," Dad decided.

"It's your call, Lieutenant," Dent agreed. "Be right."

"I am, counselor," Dad affirmed.

Dent walked out with Rachel.

"Damn, he pisses me off," Dad vented.

I laughed and shook my head. "I know. Good job keeping your cool. I didn't."

His eyes softened knowing that I felt ashamed for what I did. "Alex, you're fine. He deserved it, and maybe it will break down his ego… eventually." Dad sighed. He walked out of the observation room and headed upstairs.

I sighed and nodded at Wilson, who followed me up. I was about to walk into my office, but our secretary/receptionist ran up to me.

Wilson waved as he walked over to his desk.

The receptionist handed me an ivory envelope. "This came for you, Sergeant."

"Thanks, Mol." I turned it over. Miss Alexandra Gordon was all that was written on the front.

She nodded and headed back to the main desk.

I walked into my office and pulled open the shutters to let in the natural sunlight. I sat down in my chair and leaned over the desk with the envelope in my hands. I stuck my finger underneath the tip of the triangle that sealed it shut. It smelled of vanilla. They must've used some sort of scent to seal it, and it was really amazing. I pulled out the piece of paper that had black cursive writing on it.

You are cordially invited to the fundraiser of Harvey Dent.

Whoever sent this obviously didn't know me very well.

Where: Wayne Penthouse

When: September 14 7:00 PM

Attire: Black Tie

What the Hell was he thinking? I didn't like Dent, and I didn't have any money.

There was a note at the bottom that Bruce had written himself.

Alex, I know that you won't be donating any money, but I just wanted to see you again. Hope that everything is all right. And you can be security if anything happens.

Bruce

I smiled and taped the invitation to the computer. Now I had to find a dress. I smiled and relaxed with Bruce Wayne filling my thoughts.

Okay, so it's kinda short. I'm sorry, but it has been a while. I hope you like it and please review. I'll hopefully get another chapter up sooner than this one. Love you guys lots. Remember, little review button there. Bye.