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Chapter 8

Rose was in the middle of class when Jim and Harvey showed up at the campus. Specifically her class. It was the most attention she got from her classmates; every eye on her as she walked out with Victor following her out the door. 

It really wasn't until when they got to the parking lot, where the police car was waiting when Rose got the idea that something was wrong. 

Jim ushered the girl into the car, before getting into the passenger side.

"Dwight Pollard, does that name sound familiar?" Jim asked Rose. 

Rose looked between the officers before shaking her head no. "Should I?" 

"He works at the morgue where our latest victim in a case used to be dead at. Now she's dead in the ME's office." Harvey told her while he started driving the car away from campus. 

"So what does this have to do with me?" Fear filled Rose, and it was obvious in her voice. She was getting farther and farther away from campus, and it seemed like she was getting close to Gotham. 

"We had someone look into him," Jim started. He turned around to face Rose. "He's been continuously contacting one person." 

The look on Jim's face said it all. This Dwight Pollard guy has been the one contacting Rose, pretending to be Jerome this entire time. 

"I didn't know what to do," Rose told Jim. "These messages kept coming in and they kept pretending to be him." 

"Why didn't you tell anyone?" Jim almost yelled at Rose. "Or even Zsasz? His main reason is to protect you Rose." 

"And possibly risk the life of some idiotic teenager? Because he would do it." 

"She does have a point," Victor told Jim while looking at the gun in his hand. "So do we just kill this Dwight guy?" 

Silence had filled the police car. Panic started to fill Rose when she saw the sign, welcoming her back into Gotham City. 

"What are we doing?" Rose looked to Jim. 

Regret filled his face as he turned away from Rose. "There's something about you Rose that Dwight wants,"

"So I'm going to be bait? Let this guy get me and see where it goes from there?" This sudden rise in Rose's voice had gotten Victor's attention. He could see the fear on her now.

"Jim, I believe this goes against what I was told to do," Victor told the police officer. "This wouldn't necessarily be protecting her."

"Then you can temporarily be off the job." 

"Jim," Harvey spoke up, looking to his partner. "Your risking Rose's life for this case. We don't even know if Dwight's involved with this." 

Jim didn't say anything, he just stared out the windshield, heading back to the morgue to follow Dwight. 

***

Rose stuck mainly to Victor as they walked into some abandoned building. A crowd of people were standing, waiting for something to happen. 

"But not illegal," Jim answered to Harvey's comment about this whole thing being weird. 

A small light appeared on stage, which dimmed the darkroom. People started to clap and cheer to the person on stage. 

"Ok, weirder." Harvey's comment made Rose uneasy.

The person on stage, who Rose assumed to be Dwight Pollard, proceeded to talk about people were slaves. 

"But there was someone who understood." He told the already rallied up crowd. "Someone who spoke out, who stood up,"

"A man with no fear." It was the way he said it, is what made Rose nervous. He already knew the answer, and that's what terrified Rose. The pit in her stomach continued to grow. When the make-shift projector screen came down, her breathing quickened.

"Hello, Gotham City!" 

Her breath hitched. Unintentionally, Rose grabbed Victor's arm while continuing to stare at the screen. 

It answered everything. Why Dwight continuously messaged Rose. Always calling her Flower. 

The cheering and applause made her sick. Why did they want this? 

"GCPD!" Harvey called out before shooting his gun. 

Rose covered her ears at the noise. She was pushed and shoved. She could hear screaming, yelling and laughter. 

Someone had grabbed her arm, and started pulling her what seemed to be away from the chaos. Rose could only hope that it was Victor or Harvey getting her to safety. 

Only, when the voice spoke, it wasn't what she wanted. "Don't worry little Flower, I'll reunite you with Jerome once again."

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