Lost and Found [Joker]

Chapter 10: Relocation

I woke up in my bed after I went home from Alex's house, testing out the new suit.

That suit is actually pretty cool, and I'm glad I get to use it. I think it's about the best thing that I've ever had.

In all honesty, I thought that this whole idea of fighting Superman would be stupid in the beginning, but now I'm seeing all the pieces slowly coming together.

But this whole thing isn't just about Superman, it's about J too.

I got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. I turned the water on, and took a shower.

Twenty minutes later...

I stepped out, and wrapped the towel around my body. I heard my phone ringing in my bedroom, so I went to go get it.

I dried my hands, and answered.

"Hello?" I said, walking back to the bathroom.

"Hello Y/N, it's Frankie Karalis."

"Oh, Mr. Karalis." I said. I immediately thought the worst. Am I losing my job? "Is everything ok?"

"Everything is fine, um, I actually just called to inform you that you are going to be relocated."

I stopped, and looked in the mirror.

"Relocated?"

"Yes, relocated. To um, let me see--" Frankie said, and I heard him shuffling papers. "Oh, here it is. To 'Smile' on Peterman Street."

"And why exactly am I being relocated?" I furrowed my eyebrows, but the club's name made me think of J.

"Well..." He paused. "I was only told to give you the information to the club, and that you should begin working there by today. Other info remains lock tight."

"This is bullshi--" He cut me off.

"The owner of the other club has more authority than I do. I can't simply turn down what he wants done. I understand you want to continue here, but it is what it is." He said.

"Well ok... Will I get higher pay since he has so called 'more authority'?"

"I don't see why not."

"Mm... Well ok then." I said, still uneasy about this.

"Alright. Be there by 7 tonight."

"Ok. Thank you Mr. Karalis."

"You're welcome, have a nice day."

"You too, bye." I said, and hung up. I put my phone down.

"Ugh, what the hell..." I said to myself, and continued to get ready.

This is so damn sudden, and I am completely still uneasy about it. But I guess I can't harp on it too much because I have better to worry about.

Time skip...

It was close to 7, and I walked up to the new club I'll be working at. My heels clicked along the sidewalk, as men kept their eyes on my curves in my skin tight dress.

I opened the door only to be stopped by a tall, muscly bouncer.

"Hold on little lady, I need a name." He crossed his large arms.

"Y/n." I said. The bouncer looked over at the guy next to him who held a clipboard with a list. He looked over the paper, and nodded.

"You're set." The bouncer looked back at me, and allowed me in.

It was like any usual club, but this was just bigger. Way bigger, and better to say the least. There were strippers everywhere, drugs everywhere, the usuals.