Fallout Gotham.

Heartaches by the number~1

Brad sat up in his suite. A glass of juice sat untouched nearby while he listened to his friend Peter rant and ramble.

"I mean honestly, this man is a menace!"

"How so Peter?" Brad asked, picking up his glass and beginning to take a sip before Peter interrupted,

"He killed a whole prison full of powder gangers, He upturned the strip, He killed Caesar and I hear he wants to kill Mr House!!"

"Let him kill Mr House then" Brad said, taking a straw and spinning it around in his glass, "who cares about that old bastard?"

"Still, their complete and utter disregard for life disgusts me"

"Mhmm" Brad hummed and took a sip of his drink, "Where did this man come from?"

"Goodsprings but the desert folk are saying he comes from Hell"

Brad was instantly amused, "Don't they say that about the owner of that casino down the street? What's it called...Brimstone?".

Peter rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Don't even get me started on that disgusting man, apparently whoever this former courier is, they hang around that mans doctor son"

"Good to have a doctor on board when you're a murderous courier" Brad tried to joke but Peter just glared at him which shut him up pretty quick.

A man burst into their room, his eyes wide and frantic,

"What do you want?!" Peter snapped and the man hardly cowered,

"There's been a murder at the Tops casino! Benny Gecko is dead!".

The man ran off and Peter scoffed, "Benny's dead...the man is surrounded by body guards at all times"

"Still, we should check this out" Brad said and got up, walking off and Peter grumbled but followed after his friend.