The morning woke me up with bright and warm rays of the sun through the open attic window. A subtle aroma of freshly cut grass came from the street. I opened my eyes and looked around. Light wooden trim, bookshelves, a floor lamp with a table - all this looked so familiar, cozy and serene that I was overcome by some kind of feeling of déjà vu.
I did not want to leave this place. But it would be very disrespectful of me to make the owners of the house wait. I took one last look at the attic, and thinking that it was worthwhile to buy myself a small house with an attic, hurried down.
I found Sylvia preparing breakfast.
"Good morning, Alex. Sit down," she put a plate with a fragrant omelet on the table.
"Good morning," I greeted, sitting down at the table. "Thank you for the food."
Soon the rest of the ladies joined us. Their faces showed that they would not mind lying in bed for a few more hours. This was especially true for our brilliant scientist, who did not notice anything around her, and did not understand what was going on here. If someone saw her this morning, they would definitely doubt that she holds the title of professor.
Karen looked collected, but slightly depressed. And I doubt that this is related to sleep. As far as I remember, Kryptonians can go several weeks without sleep, or even months. But this does not mean that they do this all the time. Superman sleeps every day, thus trying to be closer to the human race.
Although at the same time he could patrol the city, but he does not. And it is not for me to judge him. These are his abilities and his choice of how to use them. I think that our heroine is a little depressed that we will part today. No, she did not fall in love with me during this short period of acquaintance, it is still a long way off. But she already perceives me as a close friend.
After all, in her life, except for her mother Sylvia and aunt Kavita, there were no other acquaintances who knew about her secret, and with whom she would not have to pretend to be someone else. She did not have a friend with whom she could have a heart-to-heart talk without hiding anything. And now that such a person has appeared, he leaves her alone.
This is the reason why she has been expressionless all morning.
"Hey, Karen," I turned to the girl, putting my hand on her shoulder. "Don't be so sad, because we are not parting forever. Besides, you have my number and you can call me anytime."
"What makes you think I'm upset because of you?" the blonde snorted, turning away from me.
"I'm actually a little sad," she admitted a little later. "It's an unpleasant feeling." I'm also sorry to part like this, but we have things to do and obligations that need to be fulfilled. Don't worry, we'll see each other more often in the future, because now you're an employee of my company."
"Future employee," Karen corrected me and hugged me tightly. When I say tightly, it means in moderation, so as not to break my spine. And I thoroughly enjoyed this moment, because two of her precious treasures were resting against me! What could be more wonderful!
Kavita still had unfinished business in Midvale, so she would stay here for another day and try to finish them as soon as possible. Meanwhile, I'll return to Gotham and prepare everything for her arrival.
Having said goodbye to the ladies, I went to the airport. As I was boarding the plane, I saw Power Girl in the sky, who seemed to have decided to see me off... In the Kryptonian way, I guess.
I waved goodbye to her and disappeared overboard. Or so I'd like to think, but with her X-ray vision, she could have followed me even if I was inside.
Having found my seat, I saw that the seat next to me was occupied by a young, beautiful girl of about twenty-five. She cast a cold and slightly indifferent glance at me. I felt uneasy... Having sat down next to her, I decided not to disturb the young lady and simply ignored her existence.
We successfully took off into the air and were now peacefully following the flight route. When I had already decided that I could relax a little, my neighbor let me know that she was still here, "Your face looks familiar to me... Alex Reath?"she asked, rather in an affirmative tone.
"Yes, I am Alex, nice to meet you," I tried to portray an unobtrusive smile. "And you are miss?"
"Sofia," the brunette said briefly. "Falcone." No wonder I felt that things smelled of kerosene. Well, how, how?! How did I meet her here? What are the chances of this situation happening!
Sofia Falcone is the only daughter of mob boss Carmine Falcone, one of Gotham's most powerful criminal mafiosi. What was she doing in Midvale anyway? Don't tell me I have that same aura of a world hopper that keeps drawing me into the craziest acquaintances and stories.
"I've heard of you, Gotham's bright knight," the girl said, not hiding the sarcasm in her voice.
Bright knight? I remember that title was once given to prosecutor Harvey Dent. Have they really attributed it to me now? I've never heard of that before.
"I sincerely admire your actions," Sofia said seriously. "I'm just disappointed that Penguin survived. It would have been much better if the crazy clown had shot him too."
"You don't like Oswald Cobblepot?"
"I can't stand him," the interlocutor said with strong disgust. "Don't pay attention to him, he just didn't treat me very well when I was a child. And he doesn't have the best relationship with my father. By the way, you know, my father is a big fan of your work. Especially your piano playing. He even told me that he would like to invite you to his birthday party and ask you to play a few compositions."
Well, what else did I expect from this meeting? Well... Do I really have to go to a mafia boss's birthday party? Hmm, why not, actually. I follow my credo - "valuable acquaintances".
If there is a chance to make friends and establish connections with influential people, then who am I to miss it. If a person is kind to me, even if this person is a villain, I will not refuse his support or help in what I need.
The main thing is that they do not bother me, my family and my loved ones, otherwise they will become my enemies. And becoming my enemy is a completely wrong decision and a completely unreasonable position.
So, I am ready to shake hands with anyone as a sign of cooperation, even if it is the Joker.
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Thank you all for your support, now for the reason why I uploaded 3 chapters instead of 1 which I normally do.
Well, I got duped by these two guys:-
Apeiron and Gilo, these two convinced me to upload 3 chapters as a punishment for uploading a chapter? WTH