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VICE


”Her?” Harley asked, her tone unchanging.

”Yes.” Vice replied, gently pulling the treasure he‘d swiped from Harley out of his pocket. ”My dear little jewel is worrying herself sick over it.” he continued, allowing the jewelry in his hand to become visible, but only the jewelry. ”I haven’t had any luck in finding him. So, I thought I’d come over here for a little late night shopping to see if I could find anything that might put even the slightest smile on my girl’s face.”

”Well…you’re welcome to help yourself to what’s left. So long as you keep up the Casper routine until we’re out of here. The boys in blue are already in a tizzy from some other nearby “shopping” trip. As for the Joker, like I said, not sure how we could help you. I haven’t seen the Joker in months. Haven’t heard anything about him, and don’t really care to hear anything about him.” Harley said with a shrug.

The tone of her voice though…it was easy to tell that she wasn’t as dismissive about the Joker as she was trying to pass off. Vice grinned a little and slipped the jewel back into his pocket. ”Well then…I guess there’s not much you can do for me.” he said quietly, walking up to Harley as close as he could without touching her. Wouldn’t matter if he did of course, he still had his phasing ability up and running. But…he only wanted to be close enough to try and spike a reaction out of her. If he could get her to quit hiding, then he could probably get her to open up more. He’d settle on simply knowing where some of the Clown’s hide-outs were at. ”Coward must be hiding good then. No one knows where he is…know one seems to know anything about him either. I’m afraid it’ll probably be too late by the time he is found. And if that does turn out to be the outcome, heaven help the b******. To do what he did, then hide like this, he won’t deserve anything less than to be put down like a…I’m sorry. I’m ranting. It’s just really starting to get to me, you know? I should leave and let you get back to what you all were doing. You don’t know anything about the Joker, so -”

”I know the Joker.” Harley snapped, her expression now very much one of anger. ”I know more about the Joker than anyone could hope to. But that doesn’t mean I know where he’s at right now. You want help? You’ll have better luck talking to Batman.”

Vice grinned and walked to the other side of her. ”I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to upset you. I didn’t even think to ask how you knew him. You’re not and ex-girlfriend of his too, are you?”

For a moment, the anger washed off her face, and even behind the pale makeup, the color seemed to drain from her face as well. ”Too…?” she repeated quietly after a silent pause.

”Oh…well…yes. My girl got out of jail a LOT sooner than I did, and she’s not exactly the type to wait if she’s unsure something’s ever going to come back. When I finally did reunite with her, I found out she’d been seeing Joker. They had a misunderstanding, and she never got a chance to explain her side of the story thanks to a couple heroes. The clown stole something very precious to her while she was locked up. And neither of us have been able to find him as of yet.” Vice replied.

Harley became quiet for a long moment, then crossed her arms and kind of looked away. ”Well…if that’s the case…then you can kiss whatever, or whoever it is goodbye. If the Joker thinks you messed up or betrayed him in any way…well he ain’t nice about it.”

Vice allowed for a small silent pause himself before speaking again. ”And…what would he do to a child?” he asked quietly.

Harley didn’t reply. She instead turned her head away from where the voice was coming from.

”I think…” Lewis said, finally making himself part of the conversation. ”We ought to talk about this elsewhere. Everyone else is already in the truck by now, and we don’t need them leaving us. Besides…” he said, directing his statement towards the unseen guest. ”I think we’d be a little more inclined to help if we could actually see who we would be helping.”