a/n: Sorry for not updating in forever, but I have had a serious case of writers block. So I decided I'm time skipping to Jerome.

I don't even  wince as Oswald stabs the guy with the glass. Just another day at work I guess. I sigh, grabbing the first aid kit. At least I'm actually useful for something besides singing now... The guy lost a lot of blood... but to be fair...he shouldn't have back talked Ozzie's mom. Cleaning the blood off of the furniture took almost an hour. Couldn't he have tried to kill him in a  cleaner way?

"Goodnight Ozzie. I've got to be heading off. Oh, and next time , don't try to murder our customers." I announce as I head to Jim's old penthouse. 

"Selina, I'm home." My eyes widen slightly as I come face to face with Ms. Kean. "Oh, you must be Barbara Kean. I apologize for the intrusion, but it seemed to be such a waste to let such a nice ...apartment remain empty." 

"Oh, she's cool with it." Selina calls out from the kitchen.

"It's perfectly fine. It's not like I was using it anyways." At that moment, my phone decided to ring. I held up a finger, before answering the phone. 

"I don't know what you think Selina did, Jim, but she's been with me this entire time." 

"No, it's not that. Do you know a kid named Jerome Valeska?" I freeze and my mind starts to spew profanities.

"I do, why? Is he in trouble?" I ask, my voice slightly more urgent.

"No. His mother just got murdered." Goddammit,Jerome. Whatever happened to waiting till after college?

"Oh my god. I'll be right there." I declare, hanging up. "I really hope you don't mind one more person joining us. Jim said someone murdered Jerome's mom." 

"Did he do it?" I glance at Selina before muttering "I hope not." On the way out, I dialled Ecco's number.

"Hey Harley...we need to talk."