CHAPTER 3

By the time I got to the bank, The Batman was wearing a gas mask, and he was talking to Arnold. He tried to reason with him by saying,

"Stop this Wesker. I want to help you, but you have to let go. Let go of the dummy, Wesker."

He stared at the dummy, and looked at the bag of diamonds, he started to sweat. Then he threw a can of gas, like the same one he sprayed at me last night. After that, he started to make a run for it. I jumped in front of him and kicked him in the stomach saying,

"You can't run from the law, Arnold!"

I stopped and said to myself,

"Man that was cheesy…"

But, he got back up and punched he and I feel back. The Batman shot his grappling hook at him, wrapping around his feet, Arnold and his Scarface fell stomach down on the ground. Then The Batman ran up to him and removed the dummy from his hand.

Arnold was struggling to get free of The Batman's hold, but with his feet tied up, he wasn't going anywhere.

"Where did you get the spray from?" The Batman interrogated.

"Uh… uh..."

"Come on, Wesker! I know you didn't make those by yourself!"

"It was Dr. Crane! I swear!" Wesker admitted, "Please don't hurt me or Mr. Scarface!"

I walked next to The Batman, as he questioned himself,

"Dr. Crane? A doctor at the Asylum?"

"Certainly not a medical doctor." I joked.

He asked Arnold again, "Is he at the Asylum or not?"

"Yes!"

The Batman let go of him, seeing that the police force was already circled around us. He got up and said,

"They're all yours."

We walked towards the Commissioner; or in this case my Dad, while we walked out of the group of policemen and women. My Dad was probably going to congratulate The Batman, but I was wrong.

"Did you get that?" The Batman asked.

"I heard it. We'll talk to Dr. Crane in the Arkham Asylum. Thank you for your time Batman."

Then he looked at me and shrugged, "I'll be on my way now."

"Take care Commissioner." I said. Come on! I deserve some kind of credit, I mean; I kicked him down in the first place! Oh well, I guess you can't get any credit when you're the "side-kick". So The Batman and I left the scene, so I asked,

"So are we going to the Asylum?"

He gave me a look. I moped,

"Okay, I'll go…"

It didn't matter. I am the commissioner's daughter; I can get in by myself if I asked nicely. Then I heard my Dad say,

"Okay, I'll meet you there, but first I have to call my daughter so I can let her know where I am."

Uh-oh… I said to The Batman, "I gotta go!"

The Batman nodded as I heard my Dad say, "I'm going to my house, something isn't right…"

Great, now what am I going to say, 'Oh, I was right there! Didn't you see me wave?' Now I have to make up some lame excuse to explain why I didn't pick up the phone.

Maybe I can tell him I was in the shower?