??? POV.

What is she up to?
What does Penguin have to do with my father that she would help Riddler bring him down?
I know she helped.
I just don't know why...

Million questions like this stormed through my head.
I thought that maybe figuring out her plan I would forsee her next stop and be there waiting for her with a trap but I saw no plan, no order, no reason or any logic in her actions.

"Your father awaits you" came Fabio's voice as he walked up behind me from where I stood observing the crime scene.
I nodded and followed him to the car.

Writer's POV.

Derek made his way towards his father's office to report what little he learned from the crime scene.

"...But... I don't see any logic or plan in her actions-"He was interrupted by his father knocking over his desk, rage clear in his eyes.

"You failed!"
"I-I... I'll find her! I promise!" Derek stammered taking a few steps back in fear.
"You're no son of mine...
Now get out! Before I change my mind." With that, Ian Decaroli sat back down in his reclinable leather chair as shock and hurt was clear on his sons facial features.

"Master Ian, I don't think-" Fabio tried to reason with him but Ian cut him off "You are to modify the security so that this rogue can no longer enter any of my properties and to ignore his existence or I will kill you myself. Am. I. Clear?"
Fabio bowed his head in resignation "Yes, master Ian."
"Now fix this mess" and he got up and stormed out.

"Derek" Fabio caught his attention.
"Take this, get your belongings quickly and find refuge. Hide the key in my room before you leave." Fabio handed Derek a spare key before ushering a teary eyed Derek out of Ian's office before either of the two got into anymore trouble.

As Derek ran through gloomy Gotham he couldn't think of anything but one thing: revenge.
Sun-Hi would pay.