“Commissioner…we’ve run out of options. The Joker AND Two-Face have joined forces with the Shredder and Lucy from ‘Peanuts.’ It’s a perfect storm of villainy.”
“What about our inside agent?”
“…We have an inside agent?”
“Of course we do. Why else do you think the League of Supreme Evil keeps renewing the Riddler’s contract.”
“That makes sense. And that would explain why we recieved a letter saying ‘We’ve got your man, you blockheads.'”
“Sure it’s legit?”
“Comic sans, sir.”
“Jesus Christ.”
“Yessir. Should we call…him?”
“We haven’t heard from him in months. Not since July–every millionaire playboy out there’s packed up shop, called it a day. Damn you, Financial Reform Bill. Those liberals never consider the consequences. Besides, I don’t think even Batman’s going to be out on a night like this–Van Pelt would eat his utility belt for breakfast.”
“What are we going to do, Mr. Gordon?”
“We’ve got to use the only option we have left. It’s time to call the Lipkins.”
“The who?”
“Just bring me the red phone from my office. Don’t ask questions. You don’t want the answers. I just hope it isn’t already too late.”
Goodwill on Stassney and Manchacha, Austin
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