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"No deal, I'm no crook and will have no truck with simply privatizing crime against criminals. I do this to hurt them, not make you or I wealthy."

Victor agreed with that statement, but at the same time, a city like Gotham, money got you a long way if you spent it right. "I want them to hurt too, don't get me wrong,"

You're already in deep do my friend, because they're framing you.
I don't know how you managed to piss of such powerful people or if you were so frigging unlucky that you dropped into their laps as a perfect scapegoat but either way you've screwed the pooch."

"How I landed in their lap is of no concern to you, hell, I don't even know what you look like lady,"

As she began to recount every detail on his end of how he dealt with Deadshot, starting with where he hid the stolen bike, he started to realize how far up shit creek he really was if this 'Big Sister' had been watching him for so long.

"Fine then," he said after a second's deliberation, "we do it your way, but the moment you go to anybody with any information about me, my methods, or how I handle things, then nowhere on Earth is safe for you. Understood?"
'Hi Big guy heard you needed cash so I cut ya an advance.
Now I knows that bout nows youse is asking yer self who tha hell is this frail?
Ma name isn't needed but less say I'm a friend.
The guy ya tossed that theys stinkin bout was no copper but one Oh Deadshots gang

Victor listened with a raised eyebrow at the odd voice, knowing that he wasn't feeling the tingling sensation that normally accompanied a boost in his body functions when he confronted those of ill intent. So whoever this was, she was one of the good guys, or as good as good could get in Gotham.

"Now here's tha skinny ya need to knows.
I break tha back of tha bad guys by gathering info nobody else can get.
Trouble is that means I have ta allow fer some crap ta happen an that erases my warm an fuzzy.
I want this ta stop but muscle I ain't got an that's where ya come in sweet cheeks. Yous are da muscle
And here's tha bright silver lining they always got cash when I hit because theys wallet is more tender than their balls
I'm not sayin ya keep all tha cash just a couple of grand fer expenses an tha rest ta charity
So ya in or out?

"Charities be damned," Victor laughed mockingly at the voice, "whatever cash I get I keep," he turned to look at Jenna before turning back around, "but what the Hell, i'm in. But know this mobster sounding lady, you cross me somehow, and i'll rip you're throat out faster than you can blink,"
Sorry for such a short post, but there's nothing going on
Victor scowled as the mysterious figure disappeared over the rooftop, then turned back to Jenna, "what the he'll is that about?" He turned his attention back to the bag to find $300 in cash and a cell phone, "this is ridiculous," he said with a snort before pocketing all his money in his wallet, then heard a ringing noise and picked up the disposable burner phone.

"Whoever this is, you better not be messing with me or I swear to God," he growled a nearly empty threat and waited for a response.
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Don't you mean guy? :p
Don't you mean guy? :p
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