Her heels clacked against the sidewalk as she strutted down the streets of Gotham. It has been almost four years since she had walked these streets but it was nice to know that nothing had changed. Criminals were still running around and it appeared as though the mob still had a tight grip on the police force and City Hall and any other institution that they want to get their grubby hands on. It was rather heartwarming to see that this city hadn't changed.
There was one place, and one person, that she knew would be almost dying to see her. It was only a matter of time before her presence in the city once again would be announced to those that believed she had died. And it was only a matter of time before a pair of wonderful henchmen would come to her apartment to collect her.
The club had not changed. It had been redecorated, a few extra tables and booths had been added and the stage had been updated, but it had the same vibe that it always had. The dark lights and soft music pl