gotham l.p.

16 Bars

Gotham City, City Jail
Tuesday Nov 24 10:00 a.m.

Caitlin

"Why did you do this to me?" I asked him through the rusty bars.

"I did it for us." Luke answered with a small smile.

"Luke how is this us? This is me not us!"

"It's Penguin! And with you here it's a distraction. I can get the job done while you're safe."

"I'm sharing a cell with an axe murderer. How is that safe?"

"Listen." He held my hand through the bars, the police watching glared at him but it remained there. "Your trial is in a week. You can afford a good lawyer, unfortunately for me. If she proves you innocent, they could find evidence to prove it was me. Caroline may think it was you for now, but once they find it was me she'll want justice. We have to think this through for us."

"I don't want to be with a guy who sits around while I'm jail because I'm the prime suspect." I teared.

"I'm sorry it has to be like this. One week and you're out."

"I can't--"

"Please? I need your help to hide if they find out it was me."

Before I could answer the police told him his time to visit was up.

Caroline

I didn't even think about where I was going. I'd never been to a jail. But I walked in there like I belonged.

A policeman came up to me. "Can I help you." He said, his hair was short brown and he had blue eyes.

"I need to talk to the prime suspect for the murder of Zayn Malik."

"What's your name."

"Caroline..." Before I could finish his eyes lit up.

"I'm not supposed to, but go talk to her. Hurry. Go."

I nodded a thank you, I caught a glimpse of his name tag reading "Detective Gordon".

Immediately, I almost fell over at the speed of it, I had a flashback.
I'm in the streets, the concrete is wet from rain the night before. I'm twelve, on my knees. To my right is my mom. I'm crying. To the left is .y dad.
A man approaches, he pulls out his shiny gold badge, "Detective Gordon. NYPD. I'm gonna find who did this to your parents." He smiled a sad smile.
Stretchers came for my parents and it was all a shock, Gordon sat beside me and gave me his police jacket...

He remembers too. I want to thank him for keeping his promise, with the help of answers from me he found who shot them. And how he's on Zayn's case. I still have his police jacket wrapped up safely in my closet. I try not to cry as I walk up to the prime suspect for Zayn's murder.

Caitlin

I can't believe who's coming up to my cell. The one Penguin always wanted to capture but never could.

"Caroline." I said slowly.

"YOU?" She said in shock. So she does recognise me.

"Caroline I need your help but you have to trust me."

"Why are you here?"

"They think I did it."

"You didn't. I saw the person. It was a guy. He was tall. I don't know him, though."

"I do. I want to tell you but I think you'll be mad."

"Why would I be mad?"

"Alot has happened in the five years we haven't been friends. I changed. But, not in a good way. I'm sorry. I work with the people that captured you and Zayn and Nicole." My voice shook as I told her.

"What? Why would you let them hurt me? We used to be friends!"

"You have to trust me I'm done with being bad. I can prove it." I said. I leaned closer and whispered, "My ex boyfriend Luke, well he goes by Penguin, he killed Zayn. I'm sorry. He was hot."

She smiled and started to cry.

"And." I said, "If you help my case, I can lead you to Nicole."

Her eyes widened. "Caitlin you're not messing with me right?"

I shook my head no. "I have a plan."