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[blindingtrust]

It was the Iceberge Lounge. One of the hot spots for the social elite and people somehow connected to the Mafia. In some ways it was also one of the safest places to hold a meeting. There was one such meeting going on up in one of the management offices over looking the club. Bars from old music could be heard through the door as it opened and a young dark haired woman dressed in formal wear was lead in.

"Thank you for having one of your men meet me, Mr Cobblepot. I do value the courtesy they showed me," Ivy stated showing all the poise in the world. She held herself as if she owned the room.

"Do take a seat, Ms Weaver. I didn't go through all that trouble just for a chat," the short man requests.

Ivy merely nods and takes a seat across from him. "No. You really didn't. I don't like it when my friends are abducted so let's cut to the chase, Mr Cobblepot. What the hell is this about? Your men..."

"Acted how they shouldn't have. I do apologize for how they mishandled you the other night. I hope to make it up to you before we move on to more important matters."

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Fredo barely blinked or did anything else. But he did nod in appreciation for the fact that Altair did it quickly and efficiently. He liked a man who was a professional about things.

"I'll let the boss know it's done," Fredo says in his deep baritone voice. "And...you might want to leave soon. People might get testy."

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Altaïr nodded once and didn't afford the man with an actual answer. He gave him a good stare, not of intimidation, but of simple acknowledgment of his words and meaning, and presence. Then he was out the door and just another shadow in the darkened club. Soon after that, he was just another shadow in all of Gotham.

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Once he gets back to Ivy's home there will be a note left out for him. Ivy had to go someplace else almost as soon as she got home.

She'd be back in an hour. Really.