Gotham: The Legend of the Doppelganger

That year, the Penguin had yet to become Fish Mooney's umbrella-holding henchman. That year, young master Bruce Wayne was still a cute little kid. That year, James Gordon was a handsome man without a paunch. That year, I arrived at Arkham in Gotham. P.S. I'm a new writer and this blurb is pretty bad. If you don't like it, please click X.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.