Catastrophe-2

You're Working for Goldface Now

I loved writing this chapter so much. Enjoy.

Anna's POV

Goldface's guy takes the safety off the gun. "I'm only going to ask once more. Who are you?"

"I'm nobody." Barry speaks up first. "No arrests. No convictions. Not for the Star City Museum heist where atomized lorazepam knocked the guards out or the acid bomb that blew open the Federal Reserve vault last month." He describes and internally I feel so proud that he's learned the lessons on lying I've taught him.

"That was you?" Goldface asks shocked.

"Not according to police reports. Because the only evidence I leave behind are red herrings for idiot cops to chase down. You wanna know who I am? You can call me the Chemist." I know I still have a gun to my neck but Barry is a real turn-on right now. He begins to stand up. "But I really don't care what you call me. Just stop wasting my time." He straightens out his jacket.

"And what about you dollface?" Goldface looks at me and all eyes are on me. I kick the guy's legs out who is holding the gun at me and I quickly get the gun and remove the bullets within seconds. Goldface goes to turn on the cuffs but I shake my finger at him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I have one of his men in a chokehold as I show him that my cuff is now on his wrist.

"Now how did you do that?" Goldface asks me.

"It's one of my many talents. While the Chemist has done well locally you should hear a little of what I've done. Alpha and Omega."

"The bioweapon that was released in Hong Kong." The man who is holding a gun still at Barry says.

"You released that?" Goldface asks me.

"And designed it." I answer.

"You?"

"I don't have a name because those who meet me never get to share it before I make their heads roll. Now you can do what my colleague said and not waste our time or I will program a detonation that will end us all."

"You're bluffing." Goldface taunts me.

"Am I?" I press a button on the side of his goons cuff and the device on Goldface's belt starts blinking red. "Ten seconds or we all die." I challenge him. It feels like forever but Goldface lets out a giant laugh.

"You should let them do the talking." Goldface says to Ralph and the guns are taken away from aiming at Barry and my necks.

"Yeah, I get that a lot." Ralph plays along.

"Are we back in business?" I ask still using my accent.

"With a twist." Goldface circles around us so he can sit on a giant horrible-looking gold chair. "Got a big job tonight. Could use a guy like the Chemist to cover our tracks. A lady with your skills is something I've been looking for." Barry stands a little closer to me not liking where this is going. "You help me get what I want, I'll give you what you want."

"And what exactly do you want?"

"Wayne Enterprise has this fancy new lab in the city that has this cutting-edge 3D printer. Sold it to some hospital." I tense up knowing exactly what printer he is speaking of. It's the one I developed myself and now it looks like I'll have to help steal it.

"What's so special about a 3D printer?" Ralph asks.

"This one prints artificial organs. If I've got it, I can sell life to the highest bidder." Goldface answers.

"You want us to rob a hospital?" Barry asks.

"Of course not. I'm not a monster. I want you to rob the lab before it ever gets to the hospital." Goldface clarifies but this just got worse than we thought. "Smile boys and lady. Tonight you're working for Goldface."