The Malefactor Files: Harley Quinn #3.3

Against all odds the last standing gunman thinks his gun will suddenly work despite having done nothing to fix. Heck, I'm not even sure he knows what's wrong with his gun in the first so how can he be sure it even works?

 

I know Alfred says I should never underestimate the scum of Gotham but sometimes they really do make it difficult not to.

 

"Let him go freak!"

 

"What do you think will happen when you pull that trigger?"

 

He says nothing, and yet his silence says everything.

 

"You think it's suddenly just going to unjam itself? Just because it's been a few minutes since you last tried to pull the trigger?"

 

"Shut up Batfreak! You're just trying to make me..doubt myself!"

 

"From what I can see I don't need to do anything to achieve that."

 

His hands are shaking, the fact that the gun is shaking is a clear give away. He's uncertain of what his next action will be. That's potentially bad news for me, but it also offers an interesting opportunity to deescalate the situation.

 

"SHUT UP!"

 

"You don't have to resort to violence."

 

"QUIET! I GIVE THE ORDERS HERE."

 

"No. You don't."

 

I take my leg off his friend and stand to face him.

 

"You can try to pull the trigger if you want, but the moment you finger begins to press down on it, I will be forced to break your arm. I don't want to do it, but I will if I must."

 

"Why are you telling me all this?"

 

"Because you have a chance to make a better choice. Put the weapon down and turn yourself in. I'll be sure the GCPD knows of your actions."

 

"What if I don't want to go to jail?"

 

"Then pull the trigger and pray it works. But the moment you do you're going to get a broken arm and I'll make sure you serve ten years."

 

"You can't get the GCPD to imprison me for ten years when it's well within my rights to bare arms."

 

"Maybe it is. But who says that's what I'll tell the GCPD."

 

"You'd forge evidence to imprison me?"

 

"Who says I need to forge evidence? The moment you're unmasked I'll expose all your actions. For all I know you might be lucky to only get ten years."

 

 

There's a long stare off. He refuses to lower his weapon as he clearly weighs up his options. That's always a good sign. It implies he has activities that could give him a long prison sentence. Certainly helps to convince him to make the right decision.

 

Without saying a word he removes the clip from his gun and drops the weapon on the ground.

 

The moment he releases his grip I grab him and restrain him.

 

"Hey you said you wouldn't hurt me!"

 

"I never promised that. I just said I'd let the GCPD know you co-operated."

 

With that I grab hold of the unconscious guard that Harley brought with her.

 

"Pen-7 contact the GCPD. Let them know I've got a bunch of gunmen for the Odessa mob for them to collect."

 

"Of course Master Bruce. What about Miss Quinzel?"

 

"She escaped."

 

"She seems to be making a habit of escaping from you lately sir."

 

"It doesn't matter. I've got a lead on her."

 

"Oh?"

 

"Her bodyguard."

 

"I'm sure you'll convince him to co-operate sir. Try not to enjoy yourself too much though."

 

"I'm not making any promises."

 

"I'd be worried if you did. Pen-7 out."

 

With that I turn my attention to Harley's goon. Alright little piggy. It's time to make you squeal.

 

 

Done