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"What's on today's agenda boss?" both me and J walk into a large room that has been shifted to look like a meeting room. Metal folding chairs are scattered around this large grungy looking metal table.

Jack unfolds a large blue print and hand spit folders to each of his men, i'd say about ten, that are sitting around the table. Not including Johnny.

"Bruce Wayne is throwing our good old DA Harvey Dent, a fundraiser in his honour for all the good work he's done. All of Gotham's elite will be there and I'm betting i'll even get to see good 'ol Bats once he realizes i've crashed the party. Kind of poetic, gracing the rich with my chaotic presence. Believing it'll be a quiet, lovely evening only to have it ruined by the crime prince himself" he smiles devilishly. I've never been inside of this room so I take a moment to soak it in.

Behind me is a large head of what I think is a classic clown, large mouth with only two front teeth. I open the curtains to see what it holds and I'm left in shock by the decor.

It's a small room, not a lot of lighting from within but the monitors seems to give the whole room an eery blue glow. There are multiple screens hung upon the wall, all surveying different areas. I recognize a few locations from here in the mill and funhouse and others I can't quite put my finger on.

Keyboards and computer screens sit on the metal desk below the monitors. I look at the floor to see millions electrical cords running around the floor, plugged into various outlets and electrical devices.

"He has eyes and ears everywhere" a voice says behind me. I look back to see it's just Johnny.

"Where are these from?" I ask, pointing to the ones with the locations I can't remember.

"There's city hall, the GPD, his club, a few streets where the major buildings are"

"Wow. How does he has access to the street cameras. I thought they were only available to higher ups?" I look closer to the funhouse cameras to see one in his bedroom. That sick fuck recorded us having sex.

"Joker is considered a higher up. People pay good money to the nut case from Black Gate—"

"Who else has access to these cameras and their footage Johnny?" I cut him off mid-sentence.

"Well, to the cameras, everyone who crosses through this building can watch the cameras. A few men are actually paid to overnight to
make sure everything is as should be. But to the saved backed up footage of the cameras it's only me and Joker. Why? Found your sex tape?" he says nonchalantly and I turn around to glare at him.

"You knew?" I squint my eyes at him.

"And you didn't?" he asks and I roll my eyes.

"What's he planning?" I look behind the big man to see Jack explaining in great detail his plan to his men. He waves his arms around like a madman.

"The next mission. One to properly welcome him back home" I watch as he walks to the far wall where there is a dirty white board. He draws a few objects and arrows as he continues his lecture.

"Is he planning to rob the rich?" I ask and he scoffs.

"Rob the rich? Joker does that on a regular basis. This mission is more than that. It's revenge on both Batman and Dent. To make sure they know who's really in charge" that name sounds too familiar.

"Harley, come here" I look back to see Jack beckoning me to him.

I walk up to him and he grabs my waist.

"You, my good little doctor, you will be a very important piece in this game of chess" he grins and holds my chin.

"If you cannot follow through, you simply cannot live this life with me. And if it ain't with me doll, it ain't with nobody. You got that?" he asks me, his grin drops.

"Yes sir" i say looking into his eyes.

"Good" he smirks and smacks my ass. I sit on the edge of the table and listen to him as he speaks.

"The bat will be given two options. To either save the impressionable assistant district attorney, Rachel Dawes, or the heroic district attorney, Harvey Dent" his eyes fall on me.

"Harvey Dent as in—" he stops me before I even finish my sentence.

"Ah tah tah. Let's not dwell on our past, shall we?"

"As I was saying. Both him and the GDP will be informed on the locations. But hopefully none will survive. See, these government officials just don't get it. Madness is like...gravity. All it takes is a push and you're way off the deep end. And it seems to be biggest joke no one in Gotham can fathom for the life of me" he waves his hands around to emphasize his frustration.

"It's time that they see the bigger picture. It's time that they get the joke" he slams his fist down onto the table.

"But first, we party" he smiles devilishly.

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