↴ to carry it out, or there would be consequences. He was sure that Det. James Gordon knew that as well. So, a few of Oswald's men ↳

↴ embark to go procure Det. James Gordon, bringing the detective back to his 'humble' abode. All the while, Cobblepot remains ↳

↴ seated in his little throne, one leg crossed over the other, waiting patiently for Det. James Gordon to show his face.

Oswald simply watches in what can only be described as delight, as his men bring Det. James Gordon in, sitting him down in front ↳

↴ of him so politely. “Hello, old friend. .” Oswald muses in an amused tone, a smug-like curve appointing his ↳ | Det. James Gordon

↴ thin lips as his eyes watch Det. James Gordon's expression. “I need to cash in my favor. Remember? — The one you still owe me, James?..”

“You can call me anything you'd like, Jim.” Oswald muses in a sadistic-like voice, folding his hands within his ↳ | Det. James Gordon

↴ lap. Hell, Oswald had even grown accustomed to 'Penguin'. “I. . need /you/, Det. James Gordon, to.. kill someone for me. .” He queries, ↳

↴ raising a single brow along his words, lips curving into a wide grin, awaiting Det. James Gordon's response.

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“I'm aware, James. /But/, I'm also aware that you happen to owe me. .” So in other words, Det. James Gordon had to do this. Or, ↳

↴ consequences would soon follow after Det. James Gordon. That was for sure. Raising his right hand, Oswald pushes a pack of files over ↳

↴ towards Det. James Gordon. “He's not loyal. /Kill him/. . .”

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Oswald can't help but to give a roll of his eyes. /Fine/. – He'd explain for Det. James Gordon's comfort. “He killed a few of my ↳

↴ men, James. /Good/ men. He believes he can take the throne from me. Name's Thomas.” Even talking about the target ↳ | Det. James Gordon

↴ had Oswald growing a little angry. He didn't like being played for a fool. | Det. James Gordon

Oswald looks back at his men, two of them procuring a bottle of scotch, pouring Det. James Gordon a glass of it and pushing it toward ↳

↴ him. “Zsasz will follow after you've killed the man to clean up the mess. This is your job, but his clean-up, Det. James Gordon..”

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