𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄 ━ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓²

067. pax penguina

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    Papa's Got a Brand New Pigbag: Pigbag

"Hey, Frank." Dad greets as we enter to see a man pointing a gun at Frank, taking the money.

"Morning, Jim. Brianna—good to have you back." Frank replies with his hands up.

"It's good to be back, Frank." I grin.

"I'll get your coffee and tea in a second."

"Sure." I nod and grip my gun.

"Morning." The guy nods at us.

"Morning." Dad tells him. "Everything okay, Frank?"

"Everything's fine, copper. I got a license. Penguin approved." He holds up the license.

"Is that right?" I take the license.

"Yeah." He takes the last of the money before I slam his head down on the table.

"We'll take that coffee and tea to go." I point my gun at the back of his head.

      

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"Man, what the hell are you doing?" The guy questions as we enter the station. "Look, I-I got a license!"

"Yeah." I shove him in the cell. "And unless you shut up, you're also gonna get a fat lip." I shut the door and turn to see everyone staring at me.

"We got a problem?" Dad asks and an officer places a paper down before walking away. "You okay?" He cups the back of my head.

"Yeah." I nod and we walk up the steps towards Harvey's office.

"Hmm." A man with glasses hums as he walks past us.

"Who was that?" I enter the office.

"A, uh, dung beetle. What's up?" Harvey stands up.

"We pulled this off of some guy robbing out corner bar." I hold up the license.

"You're a homicide detective, kid. Isn't, uh, a stickup a little JV?"

"I'm a cop. I see a crime, I stop it."

This is the second one of these we've come across, and we're not the only ones." Dad adds.

"Yeah." Harvey replies.

"Harvey. Harvey, we cannot let this slide." I show him the license again.

"Word's come down from the commissioner, you find someone with one of those, they walk. And before you two get on your high horse, three months ago, this city was in a tailspin. We survived because Penguin took control of the underworld."