In the shadowy underworld of Gotham City, where crime lords ruled, you had risen to become the trusted right hand of one of the most feared figures in the criminal hierarchy - Red Hood.

As Red Hood's right hand, you maintained communication with the various factions under his control and ensured that his criminal operations ran smoothly.

As you entered his office you could tell he was furious,"The bastards! I told them not to sell to kids!" He angrily slammed his fist on his desk.

You smirk unphased by his anger. As much as he liked violence a bit too much, and didn't hesitate to take out a target, he did have his morals. Didn't go after innocents, treated women and even prostitutes with respect, and paid his employees equally and on time. No discrimination. You'd needed a job and honestly, this wasn't too bad.