Barbara sits back in her chair and stares at the ceiling of the watchtower.
"What are you up to?" she mutters to herself nervously.
She spins the chair around and around then stops. She types on her laptop the date she and Batman last spoke. Her folder is labled Dove.
She clicks it open and re-reads her notes then closes it and types to locate Trump.
She then re-winds her clock-tower readings on Capri, she pinpoints the exact co-ordinates and guesstimates a time early in the morning. She watches as the past is now revealed before her frame after frame. She watches him until she finally hits freeze.
He is standing outside the Opera House and a man dressed more old-fashioned is talking to him. She pans in around the two. She angles down and hovers over his back.. She spins to see his face. Every direction she takes he adjusts and keeps his face hidden under the large top hot.
"It's like he knows I am watching!" she screams hitting the keys.
She watches the two shake hands and Batman enters the Opera house.
She grabs her cell and calls Alfred. "He is at the Opera House now. He met with someone, whom appeared friendly but I was unable to make an I.d. face recognition. This guy dodged every angle of my satellite. He is good and worse, now he is gone. I am catching the next flight out.
"Oracle we need you to monitor. We could lose him again without your help. You must stay there." Alfred argues.
"You are right. Hurry! "
"We are waiting for Wildcat to board and we set sail."
"Wildcat? That's w onderful news. Tell him I said hello and will be in touch soon. Oracle out!"
Oracle digs deeper for Trump. "Gotcha!" she yells and grabs her purse.

Barbara locates Trump at home and apparently late for work kicking the trash can against the garage. She pulls in blocking the driveway and calls out "Sadie! Sadie? Where are you girl? then screams out to him "Have you seen a black lab running around with a pink collar?"
The man says "No."

"What you have? she yells "Oh thank God!"
Trump nods no again and then huffs and says "I said no!" walking up to the car window pissed off. He looks down and sees the barrel of her gun.

"Get in!"
Ronald gets in the car reluctantly looking around.
"Now!" Oracle yells.

The skinny man in a suit and tie slides in.
"Look here's my wallet." he says reaching into his pants.
"Freeze!" she says pressing the gun beside his head.
"I don't want your money!" she screams.

"Take it easy!" the man pleads holding his hands out in front.
Oracle pats him down and slides the seatback. She ties a blindfold over his face and cuffs his wrists in front.

Ronald Trump now known as Ronald Crump balls up his fists in terror as the car jolts out of the cul-de sac.

She burns rubber turning out of the cul-de-sac.
She lowers the gun and steers one handed.
"Tell me about your father and Tesla."

"What?"
"You heard me!" she screams grabbing the gun tighter.

Ronald now slams his feet onto the floorboard in anger. "I knew this day would come. Look leave my family out of this! They don't know anything. We've moved eight times in the last five years. I am tired of running. Don''t you people ever give up?"

"You people?" Oracle asks.

"Yeah FBI." he says rocking his head side to side.

"I'm not FBI." she says with a laugh.

"Then CIA?"

"Look I am not FBI, CIA, I am not a NYPD or even a private eye."

Oracle lifts his blind fold and shows him there are no bullets in the chamber.

"My friend is in trouble and you may be the only one who knows what is really going on."

"Me? I don't know anything! Look I have been through this a hundred times. My father worked for the FBI. He retired from there. He worked with alot of shady cases I am sure but he never talked about them to me. He took his job seriously. He knew if he discussed anything to an outsider he would pay the price as well as anyone close to him"

Oracle slides back on the blindfold and takes an exit toward the freeway.

"I know this isn't easy but your father took the Tesla case. He was the last man on the scene during Tesla's death. I think he found something in his apartment. Something of vital importance. I think he knew how importance so he took it. I think he hid it. I think you know where it is."

"I don''t know what you are talking about!"

"I think you do!"