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[Wayne Enterprises Board Targeted. That's what the news articles will say in the morning, front page.

The thefts all happen in succession, but the thief has the useless little alarms set to all go off at once. One, by one, by one, the members of Wayne Enterprises' Board get their home safes cleared out. Jewels, papers, secrets, all gone, and all those alarms ringing at once. GCPD can't even handle all the calls, and what a shame that is. As for the thief? Selina Kyle didn't even bother with her gloves. Prints are everywhere, but there's not much anyone can do. The kitty cat? Paid her dues with the Families, and she's back in her penthouse at the Egyptian, safe and snug. Oh, she's not bothering with mob conglomerates at the moment, but there's not a price on her head either. And maybe some of the take was spread out among the victims of Joe's theater gag, but that can't be traced back.

The victims of the crimes? All wealthy, but they don't make nearly as much noise as they should. After all, a rogue holds all their little secrets in her hand now, and isn't that convenient?]

[Donna C/"Unknown"]

[On the heels of this conversation in FFXIV. The journal switches Gwen S to Unknown a couple of times before she decides that probably makes more sense given the situation.]

Hi. [Uh... awkward cursor blinkity-blink. Donna doesn't even know if this is the right person. She'd cross her fingers if she thought it would help.] You know Flash?

Anyone got a line on some quick cash?

[After this.]

[locked to selina k.]

That was specific.

[locked to jake r.]

[...] hey.

[Locked to Gwen S/Unknown]

[The attempt is made to find 'Gwen S'. The lock refuses to accept the name, but the lock itself remains]

Gwen, I hope it's all right to speak to you.