Looking up at The Gotham Times, I couldn't help but smirk. I found the beauuutiful miss Wayne again. I couldn't help the giddy feeling in me. I felt like a child on Christmas! Oh, the damage that's about to be done.
The bank was only one little part in the chaos. But Bella's another. I want her to see me again. To show her who I really am. Of course, she probably won't remember me. But maybe my name will help a little. Oh but soon enough, she will know me. All of Gotham will.