Police commissioner James Gordon had entered the Gotham City Museum with a sneaking suspicion of who their invader already was. Only one person in all of Gotham could have broken into the museum so easily, and this time, Gordon was prepared to make it her last. “Sir, the spirit diamond is not within its case, it’s like it just disappeared! There’s no signs of a breach to its container, the only evidence we found was a circular hole in the ceiling of the West Wing and a few shards of broken glass.”
“Damn it! She must have escaped already.” Gordon exclaimed. “Who, sir?” Asked a confused officer. Gordon sighed, “Catwoman… although it isn’t like her to trip an alarm like this… continue searching, we don’t know what else she could have stolen. Double check everything!” Catwoman was getting sloppy, tripping an alarm was proof of this. Gordon just had to be persistent, she couldn’t have gotten too far. Tonight was the night they finally caught her, Gordon was sure of it! There was just something in the air that told him Catwoman wasn’t the same as usual.
Just then, a shadow past over him. Gordon looked up over the museum’s glass roof, and for a split second, he thought he caught a glimpse of someone passing by. This second however, was all Gordon needed to process that this must have been…
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