Hello Mr. E. Nigma

Falcone

Dedicated to: harleyquinnxoxo

Serena's POV

Today had been a normal boring day at work. I actually had to come in early in order to make up for the time I spend with Edward. Speaking of Edward. . . he's been busy and its starting to worry me. He has Batman scouring the city looking for him ever since a plot he came up with the day after New year's. The idea was to take over Gotham square. The entire place was filled with riddles on the screens and each time the Bat figured one out a hostage was released. Of course he got all of them right but Edward escaped before Batman correctly solved the riddle. But due to this rampant search Ed hasn't been making any public appearances, so less time with me.

"So Lor you gonna go on another date with Edward?" Carry asks cheerfully.

"No. It's just me tonight." I shrug.

"Aww. Boo. But hey if you see tall dark and handsome tell him to give me a call. I'm in the phone book." She winks. I laugh, this joke has been going on forever now but it doesn't get old.

"Okay, I will."

"MISS EVERHART!" A loud voice booms my name. I turn around to see my boss very ticked off. His hair is a mess, and his dark brown eyes scream murder contradicting his professional black tie suit. He smirks over to me with the paper in his hand and towers over me by a foot.

"Y-yes Mr. Matthews?" I smile weakly. I don't know what I've couldn't done to upset him, I've never been on his bad side. If we were in a cartoon right now I could swear that steam would be coming out of his ears to add to his already red face.

My boss shoves the paper to my chest, "Something has been brought to my attention. Can you guess what?!"

I look over the paper, nothing looks wrong to me and if there is a typo it's the editors job to fix it. "Uhh we got beat out by the Yankees?" I joke. Not my smartest idea but in my mind it seemed appropriate at the time. Now I'm just wishing that I didn't think at all.

"No. Explain to me why it is that you are now dating the constant winner of the riddle contest!!" He snaps a bit of his spit landing on my face.

"Oh. Uhh..." I look at Carry for help but she's too scared to do anything and turns back around to act like she's working. Well thanks! "I don't know it just kinda... happened."

"I can't have you giving this to your boyfriend over and over! Everyone well think it's rigged! In fact they already do! I'm sick and tired of getting angry calls and letters saying that it's the same person each time who wins!"

"I'm just doing my job and giving the prize to the person who answered them correctly! It's not my fault that no one is smart enough to answer a simple riddle!" I feel pretty proud of myself for being bold for once until I get a good look at my boss's face. It is the definition of horror.

"Get. Out." I start to try and take back my outburst but he cuts me off. "GET OUT!"

Carry steps in, "Sir just give her another-"

"Do you want to lose your job too Ms. Sheath!" He snaps. Carry sadly steps back and sits back in her chair the saddest look I've ever seen written on her face. "You may leave now Everhart." A few tears threaten to leave the corners of my eyes as I'm about to go grab my things. "We'll send your stuff over." Mr. Matthews stops me, I nod a barely visible nod and turn to walk out the large wooden doors. Reaching the elevator I finally let the tears consume me as I enter.

Edwards POV

"No can do Falcone. I'm laying low remember? I can't attract attention." I inform the crime boss. We're sitting in his dark office and I can assuredly say that it belongs to a mob boss like him. "Ask someone else."