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Jim thought back on that kid, that little boy named Bruce Wayne in the darkest moment of his life and he was only twelve years of age. To have his parents taken from him like that in front of his eyes, he couldn't imagine but then again he could. He looked into the young boy's eyes and saw sorrow, he didn't know best to comfort the child only with the words a man once said to him. The night is darkest before the dawn.
''Jim, we got a lead on the Wayne murder but this guy is sketchy at best.'' Bullock's gruff voice broke him out of his thoughts.
''Why?'' asked the young detective slipping on his jacket.
''An electrician, said he swore he saw a UFO streaming across the sky in Smallville, Kansas a few years ago before he moved here,'' he snorted. ''Aliens walking among us, you believe that?''
''Life had no problem getting started on this planet.'' Jim replied logically.
Jim promised Bruce that he would find the man who killed his parents and James Gordon is a man of his word.
THE END