A Storm Rising

Chapter 15

Nygma

I had actually broke out the wine and I was drinking from it. The call came in that Arnold Flass had died as well, I would have to attend two funerals.

I looked up as there was a knock at my front door.

"Come in," I murmured.

The door swung open, I half expected Oswald to be there. It was not him it was her.

I put the wine glass and got to my feet. "What do you want?" I asked.

Tears had been streaming down her face as she stepped inside my apartment closing the door behind her.

"You did it," she hissed.

I blinked. "Did what? Why are you here?"

"You killed him," she spat.

Well...I mean...duh

"Kristen what are you talking about? Flass? Me? HOW?" I was about done with this woman.

I was tired of her mixed signals. First she hated me, then she wanted to attack me in a closet, now she's angry at me for Flass dying? She was driving me nuts.

She walked across my living room. "I don't know, but you had something to do to do with it!" she shrieked. "YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND!"

I grabbed the wine bottle slugging from just the bottle before slamming it down on the table that it fell over onto the carpet.

I was tired from the lack of sleep I had received in the last twenty-four hours and now this, oh this, I could not deal with this.

"My boyfriend?" I choked out.

"Yes! Oswald, don't think I don't know. You're going to tell me what you did or I'm going to tell Gordon everything, about you and Oswald and how you killed my boyfriend and his fiancee!"

I growled at that rounding the couch at her. "I did not kill anyone Kristen, I don't know how you could say that! Jim is my friend!"

She swallowed staring at me, her eyes wild. I really hope she wasn't going to do something she was going to regret.

"I don't understand you Kristen, you've been all over me these last few weeks. Why are you sobbing over him to me?"

"Wait.." she choked. "You thought I was into you, oh my god you are a piece of work!" she snapped.

Uh what? Kettle calling the pot black much?

I blinked at her response.

"I was after you to help Flass cover up a murder," she choked out. "He got in some real bad trouble and I know you would take one look at the crime scene and spill his guts."

"I wouldn't have helped your boyfriend lie," I growled.

"But you will help yours," she sneered.

For some reason that pissed me off beyond reason and I rounded on her. "You speak these words, but all I hear coming out of your mouth is BULLSHIT" I snarled.

I almost had to pause, I wouldn't have said that out loud. I knew I wouldn't, but he would. The Riddler was finally breaking through and taking over. I couldn't fight him anymore, I was too weak to.

She stopped and wiped her eyes staring at me. She picked up the wine bottle that I had been drinking out of.

"I'm going to tell everyone," she whispered choking on the air. "That you love Detective Gordon so much that you had to get rid of his fiancee, and you got rid of Flass for punching you the fuck out. That you and your little boyfriend was the mastermind behind all of this. I know what it was Eddie...it was the wine. I watched you, I watched your gimpy boyfriend. It was all you."