Hey guys! Sorry this chapter is so short, I needed a lead in for Chapter 9. Don't forget to review! :)
Chapter 8
Bruce's P.O.V.
I knew something was up, the lobby was less busy than usual and most of the people who were there either never made eye contact with me or looked away quickly.
Gordon walked next to me, "Bruce? Bruce were you listening?" he asked.
I'd completely forgot we were even talking, "Yes, of course. No sign of Masters near here yet but—"
Gordon looked up to the stairs in front of us, "Don't say that too soon," he said under his breath.
"What?" I asked confused, then following where he was looking.
I looked to the stairs and spotted it.
"Bruce Wayne," he smirked coming down the stairs, "It's been a long time."
I would have killed him right then and there if I had the chance, but that wasn't possible. The man I had wanted dead for the past five years was now standing right in front of me. Arms wide open as if we were old friends.
"Brian Masters, not long enough," was the first appropriate thing that came to mind; we were in public after all.
He laughed, "Always a jokester Wayne, that's what I like about you."
"What are you doing here Masters?" I asked trying to control my anger.
"Business, I've got my own now. Maybe you've heard of it? My father's business was here in Gotham so I thought I should follow in his footsteps," he smirked.
"Does your business involve as much lying and cheating as your fathers?" I smirked back.
"There's that sense of humor again," he laughed to the two men behind him, "I'd love to stay and continue this little reunion Bruce but like I said, I have a business to run. Here's my card," he said reaching in his jacket and pulling out a business card.
I took the card silently. Masters and his men then headed for the door, Masters then stopped and turned around, "You know I've bought out a few small businesses in the past few years, maybe I can buy yours next… And say hello to Tony for me." he then turned back for the door and left without another word. I stared at the door, not in shock but not knowing what the next step was.
"That guy needs straightjacket," Gordon said.
"What he needs is for Batman to put him up for good," I said quietly as we headed up the stairs.
"Be careful, you don't want to go to fast. All we need is the press getting wind of anything new."
"I'm being careful," I thought for a moment going over what Masters had said, "Does he know Master's is back yet?"
"Who?" Gordon asked as we went into my office.
I looked at him, "Tony."
Gordon thought for a moment, "Most likely."