Selina and Bruce : Learning the Art of Love

Chapter 9 - Aftermath And Second Chances

In this chapter:

* Gotham finest try to bring justice to the one who killed their angel

* More unravel from THE plot

* Carmen receives some devastating news

* Advice turns into something more

Guest stars: Jim Gordon - Harvey Bullock - Carmine Falcone - Sal Maroni - Slam Bradley

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Chapter 9

Aftermath And Second Chances

Slam Bradley was not like other private investigators in Gotham, he was a man of the law and abide by it. An ex-cop.. ex-detective to be exact, worked for the G.C.P.D, a long, long time ago. So disillusioned by the corruption in the Gotham police force he decided to leave, due to his firm determination to solve crime and put a stop to it.. He began to investigate the underbelly of Gotham further than anyone else before, going right to the heart of it, there he found the root to the problems that plagued the grand city... He did more work than the G.C.P.D if you asked him.. He found a few allies along the way Laura Wayne, Thomas Wayne, Martha Wayne, Steven Kyle, Christopher Dent, Lucius Fox.. they were among the very few good people you could find in this city and now most were either dead or disappearing.

Chills ran through his spine when he replayed the listening device he planted in the offices at Wayne Enterprise. Being in this business for over 15 years, he's learnt there were no good outcomes when you were out numbered especially against Falcone and Maroni and not to mention that powerful voice, 'did I hear it right?'... he played it again 'Luthor? As in Lionel Luthor of LuthorCorps?'.. His face paled further when he recgonised the unmistakable booming voice. He had a strong dislike for William Earl, he was a crafty, shifty kinda guy but Roger Elliot? a baby faced mole? He knew about the gambling debts, not very smart if you asked him for a guy who was a brilliant scientist.. He suspected the flashy and competitive nature among the greedy elite in Gotham made for some questionable decisions.. 'Why the fuck didn't I see this before?' He couldn't help feeling the guilt taking hold of him.. Then again how many people were in on this, it took forever just to get permission to get the listening device in, he should have caught on and planted it in spite of a damn permit! IT WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH, JUST NO DAMN GOOD!

Pulling out of the parking space, he was abruptly blocked and cornered by two black Cadillac Eldorados with blackened windows all around.. 'Hmmph! that's illegal,' he thought with disdain. Two men came out one from each car, they were armed and made their way to each sides of his car. 'GREAT!'

He rolled down his window of his old beaten up Mustang, not ashamed of how out of date it looked compared to the ones blocking his, 'At least it came from honest, nose to the grind hard work.'

"Af'noon fellas, is there any problem? It's a bitch tryin to find parkin in this parts, I was jus about to leee," he tried to say, only to be disrupted by a gun pointing right into his nose.

"Get out of the fucking car!" growled the man with the gun aiming at his nose, the smell of gunpowder strong.