Here's chapter 3. I hope you like it
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Nightwing stared into the eyes of the drug baron hanging upside down in front of him. His eyes were full of fear and his whole body was shaking.
'Who is the Patron?' Nightwing demanded.
'I don't know who you're talking about' his voice quivering as he said it but Nightwing saw the flash of recognition in the man's eyes when he heard the name.
'You control the drug trade in the north and east part of the city. You supply the street dealers and the one per centres with drugs. You must have heard of him.'
The baron gulped. All his money wouldn't get him out of this and he knew it.
'Even if I have heard of him why should I tell you? I know your kind. You act like you're going to kill us but you won't. You prey on the lesser man's fears but I'm going to tell you something you don't scare me.'
Nightwing smirked and this mad the baron shiver in fear at the sight of it.
'Are you sure you're not scared because from where I'm standing you look just about ready to wet yourself. Also I may not kill you but I know how to drop you from this height and ensure that you survive but you become paralysed from the neck down. So let me tell you this, either you tell me what I want to know or I'll ensure you never walk again'.
It was a bluff on the part of Nightwing because if he dropped him the baron would become a pancake but the baron didn't know that.
Nightwing loosened his grip on the rope and this snapped the drug baron back into reality.
'Ok, ok I'll talk just please don't drop me'. Nightwing grabbed him and hauled him onto the safety of the rooftop.
'Talk! Now!' he growled at the man. Those words had the desired effect on the man.
'Ok the Patron is a man who sponsors the various underground activities in the city. He prevents the police from interfering if you comply but eliminates you if you don't. All he asks in return is a thirty-five per cent cut of your profits'.
'Where is his base of operations?' Nightwing asked menacingly. The man flinched in fear at the voice.
'I don't know I swear, but I do know where he'll be in two hours. There's a meeting on in at the docks in warehouse 19. All his employees will be there. That's all I know I swear. Now please let me go.'
Nightwing just smirked at the man before delivering kick to his head knocking him unconscious. Nightwing then tied up the villain. He then put the hard drive he got form the man's computer when he grabbed him into his shirt pocket. He then set a message on his computer to be sent to the police in three hours. 'Can't risk the chance of the Patron knowing I'm onto him' he thought.
He then left the rooftop and made his way to the warehouse where he kept all of his equipment. As soon as he made his way there he began to fuel his bike and grab some of the tools he would need in order to capture the Patron. He put on some coffee in order to perk himself up as he has been on patrol for the last twelve hours.
An hour before the meeting Nightwing left his warehouse and journeyed to the other warehouse just a little ways down from his own. 'this must be the first time they have used this place as a meeting point because Nightwing knew that up until recently this warehouse was a storage facility for pipe tubes for an industrial company that went belly up just over a month ago.
As he got there he parked his bike two blocks away from the warehouse he began to scope out the area. He stuck close to the shadows during his stakeouts. As the hour progressed more and more people began to arrive. They arrived inconspicuously in cheap cars or motorbikes. He recognised some of them as weapons dealers or drug barons. Also there were some public officials and high ranking police officers attending this meeting as well.
Nightwing took note of the armed guards that were taking up strategic positions around the warehouse because apparently no weapons were allowed inside. Nightwing quietly made his way up to the top of the warehouse without being seen by the guards. He couldn't take any of them out as that would alert the others. He made his way to the top of the building and began to cut a hole in one of the top windows. He did this as quickly as possible as he only had two minutes before the guard came back.
He cut out the hole just big enough so he could fit in and then slipped through it. He then fixed the window so as not to arouse suspicion. He was fortunate enough that the meeting had not started yet. He moved to the rafters and took out a small video recorder and began to record the meeting.
After two minutes two other people came into the room. One was a young man with black hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt with black shoes. Everything about him screamed 'power'. From the smug look on his face to the way everyone in the room stiffened at his mere presence. He sat down and began the proceedings.
However it was his companion that drew Nightwing's attention. She was a young woman who wore a black backless dress with a slit running along its left side and a dip in the front down to the top of her cleavage. She wore an engagement ring on her left hand and was giving the male a lovelorn look.
At first glance it seemed she was arm candy but something about that impression seemed to perfect for Nightwing. Everything about her contributed to the view that she was just a pretty young thing that the boss decided to keep around and who was convinced she was in love with him. That's what gave Nightwing his first clue.
Nightwing had seen many people give that same lovelorn look to their significant others but this one looked to perfect. It looked practiced. 'It was a mask' Nightwing suddenly realised. He looked at her again. 'Yes I'm sure of it; I've seen enough masks in my life to know that that is one.
He looked at her companion and his suspicions were confirmed. The man kept looking at the woman throughout the meeting as if looking for reassurance. The looks were quick and easy to miss to the untrained eye but they were there none the less. 'So that's her game' he thought. 'Let the people believe the male is in charge so that she can secretly manipulate people from the shadows and if it does all come crashing down she can play the love sick victim manipulated by the evil male.
It was quite ingenious really'. Nightwing knew that he would have to be very careful not to underestimate her but he also knew that she would most likely keep records of everything related to her empire. He smiled at that thought. The meeting ended shortly after this revelation and Nightwing realised he hadn't been paying attention. It didn't matter though as he set up the camera for that exact reason. He sent a copy of the video to one of his contacts in the police and to the Bat Cave so that the other attendees would be brought down.
Nightwing then followed his new mark as they drove away from the warehouse. It took lot for Nightwing to keep up with them as he didn't have time to get his bike but somehow he managed. Their car stopped in front of an apartment block in the well off part of the city. 'Crap' Nightwing thought as he was about to lose her if there was more than one person in the lobby or elevator.
He took out his infrared goggles and looked at the building. He picked the Patron out as she had just entered the building. She entered the elevator that was thankfully empty. She went up to thirty eight floor. Nightwing grappled over to the roof top of the hotel. He secured his grapple to a vent on the ceiling before he slid down to her floor. He climbed onto the balcony before sliding open the door and slipping into the penthouse.
The penthouse was luxurious to say the least. The sitting room was quite big with a large flat screen TV, two leather sofas and a plush carpet. There were was a hallway leading down to the bedrooms and there was a kitchen to the left of the sitting room with an open screen hole in the middle of the wall joining the two rooms. Nightwing heard water running and assumed that it was the Patron getting ready for bed. He hoped that she would be in bed by now but it looked like he would have to wait.
He saw her laptop on the coffee table but quickly melded into the shadows as he heard footsteps coming down the hall. She was wearing nothing but a long t-shirt for Harvard as she walked into the living room. She made her way to the kitchen where she pulled out a glass. She walked over to the fridge when he saw her pause. Nightwing tensed and didn't move a muscle. The Patron then continued on and poured herself a drink. She put the drink on the counter when she suddenly turned around and flung a knife through the window between the rooms straight at Nightwing.
He rolled out of the way just in time to see the Patron holding a butchers knife in her left hand and ready to strike. She looked at him intensely as he stood up. There was no witty banter or questions as they both knew why he was here. She lunged at him with the knife trying to slice at his chest. He dodged it and jumped back from her.
She then ran towards him and threw a punch at him. Nightwing dodged but realised too late that it was a faint and she slashed the knife at him with her other hand. He grabbed her writs just in time and twisted the knife free of her hand. She kicked him in the stomach and broke free of his grasp.
She made a beeline for the knife but Nightwing grabbed her hair and yanked her down to the ground. He delivered a couple of blows to the head in order to ensure that she was unconscious. He left her sprawled out on the floor and he made his way over to her computer. He quickly hacked into it and searched for what he wanted and found nothing. Similar searches yielded the same results.
This shocked Nightwing to say the least and he began to look around the apartment for any other computers but found nothing. He sat down on the couch and began to think. 'Ok she's smart enough to make most people think she lives a normal life hence the lack of bodyguards and has even got some of Blüdhaven's top criminals fooled with her bimbo act, so where would she keep her records.
He then thought back to where he found the laptop. 'It was on the coffee table in the sitting room, not a smart place to leave it for a criminal mastermind'. Then it him, it wouldn't be on the computer as that would be the most obvious place to look. He quickly ran to her room and looked around.
He went over to the book shelf and began to look through the covers of various books. It was there that he found them. Ten journals were found in total that contained information regarding her entire operation. There were copies of shipping manifest to handwritten accounts of what was going on at the moment. He also found an address for a storage facility where he was sure he was going to find more journals.
Nightwing gathered up all the journals he had found and quickly left the room. There was no point in moving the Patron as she would know it was him as soon as she found the theft of her journals. He grappled out of the penthouse and made his way back to his warehouse.
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