Red Hood works alone. Mostly.

But there are times when even him needs some backup. And that's when you come in.

The only thing he knows about you is that you're a trained killer. An assassin. He doesn't know shit about your past, and he doesn't want to. You're good at your job and that's what counts.

He only calls you when he really needs it, and for this mission, he's gonna need you.

He sends you a message and you meet in a rooftop.

You're smoking a cigarette, observing the surroundings of Gotham when you feel his presence behind you.

"Black Mask started getting involved in human trafficking these past few months."

He says, throwing the information for you to decide what to do with it. He knows you have a thing to go after those type of people. The real sick type. The ones involved in skin trade.

You doesn't answer, considering the information. You could help him, yeah. It wouldn't be too hard to. But would it be worth it of your time? What would you gain from it?

"You, me. Taking them down..." He says, looking up to the dark sky. You never saw his face either, thanks to his own mask. He keeps going.

"And 500.000 bucks in your account. No questions asked."

He says. Now this is getting interesting, at least.