Chapter 2
The hours are eaten up in the search, but no luck in finding the dangerous duo that now stalk the city streets. Nightwing pushes on and continues his search for the two criminals, though he is thinking about contacting Batman and suggesting that they go back to the 'cave.
Maybe the snitch was wrong. Maybe he just saw a guy wearing clown make-up, knew Joker was out, and assumed that the guy he was seeing was Joker, thinks Nightwing as he drops down on the roof of yet another deserted warehouse.
Slowly making his way across the roof, Nightwing finds a window to glance into the warehouse with. Looking at as much of the warehouse floor as he can through the window, Nightwing finds nothing to alarm him and sits down on his haunches before slipping out his radio from his belt.
"Batman?"
"Yes?" comes a dark voice across the radio.
"I haven't found a damn thing out here," replies the younger man. "Maybe the guy was wrong."
"Have you finished your search area?" asks the Batman.
"No," replies Nightwing, shaking his head, even though the Dark Knight can't possibly see him through the radio.
"Continue searching," replies Batman.
"Batman," says Nightwing with a sigh and glancing toward the eastern sky. "The sun will be coming up soon. Maybe we should call it a night?"
"If you need to, go. I will finish my search and do whatever warehouses you missed," replies the Dark Knight.
"No, I will stay out as long as you do," replies the younger man, shaking his head. "I've only got a few more places left."
"Fine."
Slipping the radio back into his pocket, Nightwing jumps toward the roof of the next warehouse, never seeing a set of eyes watching him from the shadows. A set of eyes and a bright red grin.