Define Close [Nygmobblepot]

Prologue

AN: This is short, just the prologue. Thanks for reading, I hope you'll enjoy this!

The plan sounds insane yet kind of thrilling, but there are some parts he's still not sure of. "What do you want me to do? Ask for a job?"

Her voice is as uninterested as if he's the one selling an idea to her and not the other way around. "You think Penguin is gonna hire some random, scrawny nerd who stumbles upon his doorstep, begging for work?"

Brush aside the insult and focus on the task at hand. "Then how do you suggest I 'get close to him?'" That's the way she put it.

Her smile suggests he's somehow a being of less intelligence which irritates him more than anything but he refuses to let anyone under his skin like that, he knows he's more clever than her and anyone pretending otherwise is a fool. "Oh, Eddie, I think we both know how to get close to people if we wish." She keeps smiling as she raises her eyebrows slightly. "I mean real close."

AN: Shall I continue? Let me know if you'd be interested in reading this! (Normally I write chapters in first person from a certain pov)