Chapter Six

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Ecco's P.O.V

     The glass of whiskey breaks from the amount of force Jeremiah's holding it with. "She What?"

     "She escaped. James Gordon showed up earlier than expected and I had to leave her in the car alone." I explain my voice wavering slightly. Jeremiah shoots out of his chair and storms over to me. 

     "You had one job, Ecco. I gave you one simple job and you couldn't even do that!" He shouts and internally flinch. "You better find her now or you'll wish you never met me." He demands turning away from me.

     "Yes, sir." I leave the room and take a deep breath.

Violet's P.O.V

     I finally get to the city. I feel like passing out, but I need to get somewhere safe. I make my way to the GCPD knowing Wayne manor's the first place he'll look for me. I stop in my tracks hearing Jeremiah's voice. He was standing, Jerome's men now his dressed in gray uniforms with guns. Detective Bullock is there with half the G.C.P.D. "I have bombs planted all around the city. Just like the one that killed Jim Gordon." He claimed holding up the trigger.

     "Jeremiah, Jeremiah." The followers chanted.

     "All you need to know is if I hit this detonator, Gotham's blown back to the stone age." He explains.

     "Yeah, and if I pull this trigger your brains will be blown through the back of your skull.

     "Dead man's switch, You're familiar. It's another little something I took from my brother. But mine is a little more complex. You shoot me, my thumb loosens and Boom, boom, boom." I explained walking towards the detective. "Now if you don't do what I say-"

     "You're more sick than your brother."

     "Don't compare me to that shortsighted psychopath. He destroyed thing, Me I'm a builder. But I need a blank canvas. One other thing if I find out you are hiding Violet and Martha from me I will shorten those six hours."

     "If she ran from you than she's smarter than you'll ever be." The detective snarls. Jermiah looks at them annoyed. "No she's not here neither is the kid."

     "I'm giving you six hours to evacuate the city. No one has to die detective. Well except those people." He pushes a button and the clock tower explodes. I blink away the tears.

Harvey's P.O.V

     "Holy mother of god Bruce Wayne." I said as I turn away from the mayor and Harper. I walked down the stairs to talk to the boy. "Bruce, are you ok?"

     "I'm fine. But what about Jim? is what I heard true is he dead?"

     "As far a I'm concerned Jim Gordon is alive, kickin, and waiting for us to find him." I tell him trying to convince us both.

     "Stop lying to me detective."

     "Could you help me? Did you see Jim? How'd you get out of the bunker?"

     "Jeremiah and I had already left the bunker. Jerome sprayed him with a gas that caused him to go insane." He explained and I groan.

     "I am so sick of that family. Did you hear about the Gotham clock-tower. This guy's got massive explosives-

     "It's my fault." he interrupted. 

Violet's P.O.V

     "Someone grabs me and slams me into the wall. "Ecco, please don't make me go back." I beg. "I can't go back."

     "I'm sorry Violet." She takes Martha holding her with one arm and pinning my arms behind my back with the other. I get into the car and she buckles Martha in. Tears fall down my cheeks silently.

     "What's he gonna do to me?"

     "I dn't know." I pull my knees-up to my chest. 

Jeremiah's P.O.V

     Ecco walks in with Martha and Violet. "Ecco take Martha to her room." She leaves, closing the door behind her. I walk forward until I'm right in front of her.

     "Mi-" I cut her off by slapping her, and she falls to the ground.

     "I warned you." I sneer bending down next to her. "Where would you have gone? I would've found you no matter where you hid." I lift up her chin, forcing her to look at me. 

     "How could you? There were innocent people in there." I chuckle.

     "You my dear wouldn't understand." I yank her off the ground and drag her to a cell. I shove her in before locking the door.

     "Let me out." She whimpers.

     "Not until you've learned your lesson. You are mine. Ecco will bring you food and drink." 

Violet's P.O.V

     I hate Jerome for doing this. We were happy. Why couldn't I just stay?

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