Cruel Love (Gotham/Oswald CobblepotFanFic)

Cobblepot's Spy: 2. Bamonte's

I finished my cigarette from the paper box I had to buy, ticks me off I couldn't find the cigarette box. It had been the last thing my mother had made me. I stomped the cigarette out under my boot before walking back in Bamonte's, Maroni had called me earlier. Told him I would be in in a few.

"You see, Falcone is only the boss of Gotham because people believe he's the boss. That's what this Arkham thing is gonna change. People are gonna see that the emperor's got no clothes. I'm wasting my breath. You're an idiot. Get out of here" I heard as I entered Bamonte's. I walked in and blew smoke from my mouth "Ness-" he stopped, his gaze moving from me to someone else.

"Who the hell are you?" he said to the new dishwasher. I'd like to know that myself, I thought as I crossed my arms and looked at the man.

"Uh, I-I'm sorry, sir. I'm..."

"You were listening, huh? You're new. What's your name?" Sal asked as I stood beside my boss, the guy looked kind of nervous to me. I raised a eyebrow as I waited to hear the answer.

"Pablo, sir."

"Italian. You don't look Italian."

"Well, on my mother's side. It's the side that I claim" he said as he looked towards me, I gave him a small glare making him look back to Maroni. This guy was odd. And oddness always made me suspicious.

"A boy who loves his mother" they both laughed causing me to have a headache, I rolled my eyes and stole a muffin from a table that someone had left there as Maroni handed him something "Here you go. Take it. I was a lot like you. Started from nothing. But I kept my head down, I worked hard, now look at me. Gotham is the city of opportunity" Salvatore said as he gave Pablo money. My eyes widened, damn even I had to work for it. I never got bribed ...just yelled at.

"Yes, sir. I believe that, too" he told Maroni.

"You hear what I was saying back there? Those names: Falcone, Arkham-- they mean anything to you?"

Dear God if he says the wrong thing ...I waited with my hand on my pistol as Pablo looked from Maroni to me and gave a nervous smile.

"Honestly, sir... I didn't hear anything at all."

"That a boy." Maroni said with a laugh.

We looked to a tv where a Reporter talked 'The Balloonman has struck once again. Cardinal Quinn, accused of multiple counts of sexual abuse, is the latest victim of the vigilante.'

"See this... This is not good. You can't go around killing priests. At least not in public" he started laughing making me wince as he clapped a hand onto the guy's shoulder "Go take care of your mother, Pablo."

He walked away and I made a face. There was something very off about this ...Pablo fellow, and I was about to find out what it was, as soon as Maroni says I can go home...

That should be awhile.

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I hung down from the roof with my hands and dropped down to the ground in front of the two men, I kicked my foot out and caught one in the mouth before busting the others head on the wall. I blew hair from my face and dusted off my jacket before looking down at them.

"When are you going to learn that I run these alleys?" I wondered as they laid there passed out, I walked away and rounded the corner.

I stopped when I seen Pablo being shoved up against a wall by a blond man, I turned back the way I came and put my back to the wall so I could listen in on what they were saying.