Chapter 8

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Trigger Warning: Nicotine Use, Violence, Adult Dialogue, Descriptions of Crime Scenes, and Mature Content
Viewers Discretion Is Advised.

The Next Day

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Roland POV

The next day I was at work when the chime of the doorbell went off.
I was bent over the oven getting some pastries for one of my orders.

"Good morning! I'll be with you in just a moment!"

I was finishing up my tray when I stood up and turned around to meet my next customer.

"Welcome to Cocoa Jitters, what can I...oh. Uncle Harvey, Hi. What can I do for you?"

I walked around the cashier stand to hand things out to my other customers.

Harvey stayed at the counter and I came back around the stand to put the try into wash.

"Roland.. I came to tell you to be on the lookout. There's some freaks out there right now. I'll let you know if something happens but right now there's a new group being formed. Me and Jim are gonna check 'em out, but I wanted to drop by and tell ya to stay safe."

It was the most Harvey had said to me for a while. I was stunned.

"I should be telling you the same thing. I'll call Victor or Vega if anything happens."

Harvey sighed for a moment and jerked his head up.

"I don't like Zsasz but he's good at what he does. Wait.. Who's Vega?"

I just sighed.
"They're nobody, Harv. My new security system. Besides, I'm a big girl. I can handle myself."

Harvey just smiled and leaned over to hug me.
"Look, I gotta scedaddle but let me know if something happens."

I smiled back.
"Will do."

I waited until he was gone to head around back to lock up.

Since it's Gotham, and Harvey was telling me about a new gang, maybe I should start bringing my gun to work more often.

The phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I answered it.

A deep male voice came out.

"I have a message. We don't work for Penguin no more. His day is done."

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Tommy Bones." He answered. "You get the message? I can let you keep working for him." He continued, and hung up.

I looked around at my customers and through the windows. I stayed calm and set the phone down.

Pulling out my cell, I texted Victor.

"Who is Tommy Bones?"
Sent ✅
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