Camera lights blazed in the night as Sarah Wayne, Gotham's princess strode up to Gordon. The third murder tonight, what could possibly come next?
She dialed her butler Alfred.
"Alfred, I won't be home tonight."
"Again, Ms. Wayne?"
"I'm sorry, we have just received another delivery from this man."
"Don't work yourself too hard like your brother ma'am.'"
"When have I known to do otherwise?" she said sarcastically.
She hung up the phone and continued up the steps to the National Bank. Although Sarah was a billionaire like her brother, she found it useful to do something with herself. And for the past 10 yrs. she found herself in the police department. She was now only two steps away from being commissioner.
The case she now worked on could determine her fate at beating her partner Gordon. And with a certain brother beating the pulp out of his cases it did not seem far.
"What do we have, Gordon?" she asked as she reached him.
"I should have known you would've responded this quickly." chuckled Gordon.
"This is my case." replied Sarah, "I'll be damned if someone else catches this guy."
"Well then let's go." said Gordon with his arm outstretched towards the revolving doors.
"Lead the way." nodded Sarah.

"Sarah, you have been staring at this for hours." commented Remeriez, handing her coffee. "You would've found something by now."
"Why would he look at the camera?" muttered Sarah to herself.
Remeriez looked at the screen, the man was wearing the same make-up and she was right. It was as if he WANTED to be seen.
"God damn it." swore Sarah, "I have ran every diagnostic on this bastard...and still NOTHING."
"Found anything?" asked Gordon.
"AGGGHHHHH!!!" screamed Sarah, storming out of the room.
Remeriez turned to Gordon and scowled. Arms crossed and their hips slightly tilted Gordon had been  with women for god knows how long and he still did not understand what the meant.
"Men." she scoffed, picking up her coat and leaving the room.
"Women." muttered Gordon rubbing his brow.