Oswald stood in the middle of the GCPD, ignoring the odd looks he was getting from employees. He fiddled with the crisp envelope in his hand, scanning the room with sharp green eyes.

He hated cops, his mother Gertrud had instilled a deep mistrust for police in him. But Oswald did trust Jim Gordon, considering the detective to be his only friend. Which was why Oswald was delivering him an invite to the grand re-opening of the Iceberg Lounge, which he'd taken from Fish Mooney.