Last Minute

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''Dr Arkham gasps as he jolts up from his bed. In the corner Penelope Young, his assistant was there. He watched her carefully as she walked to him.''

"I need the access key Jerimiah." She held her hand out and smiled. "We need it."

"We? We who?" Dr. Arkham got out of bed and fixed up his Pajamas before throwing on his glasses.

"You know who WE are."

"Ms. Young, It is.... 1:30 in the morning! I don't know why you want the access key." ''He stretches and turns before jumping. A familiar shadow stands close.'' "You two are worst than Amanda."

"Worst? We're securing the United States of America. She's securing herself." The familiar shadow stepped closer prompting him to back up.

"Suuuurrreee. Totally why you worked with Bane and wiped Bruce's memories." ''Jerimiah felt Penelope grab his shoulders. She beings messaging him and whispers into his ears.''

"His memory wipe was a mistake. We need to fix it. We need the access key."

"Over my dead body." Jerimiah rolled his eyes.

"That can be arranged." the shadow took out its gun and aimed it squared at Jerimiah's face.

"I hope you burn in hell Elling." Those were Jerimiah's last words before Penelope steped out of the way giving Elling the shot.