Bruce took a deep breath once he was out of the police station and reached for his comm in order to speak with Jason.
"I'm still running Tim's descriptions in the Batcomputer, you know?" he heard Jason telling him before he could even talk.
"Add to the descriptions places owned by Crowne, Stagg, Long and Cobb. That should narrow it down" he told him "We have one hour to find them."
"One hour?!" he shouted through the comm "Are you serious?! Do you expect of us to handle who knows how many guys there, make sure that no one else appears while also rescuing everyone in there in such short time?!"
"I'll call Oracle" he stated.
"… What? Really?" he sounded incredibly surprised.
"I'm not stupid, Jason. Even I know my limits" he almost rolled his eyes, scoffing a bit.
"Yeah, okay, whatever you say and want, I mean…" Jason tried to say but then he cleared his throat "I'll call you when I get results"
"Good" he reached his comm to end that call and went to call for Barbara. When he heard the noise indicating that she had accepted the call, he spoke "Barbara, call whoever is around here and free. We'll need help in this case"
"Well… There's Stephanie and Cass free, as well as Kate. Don't worry, Helena and Dinah have taken Blüdhaven for the week"
"Call them. I'll pass you all the information now to your computer. Tell them I want them as soon as possible"
"Okay" she agreed and disconnected.
Bruce passed her the information that they had gained to one of her servers through his car and let out a sigh. It had passed already almost ten minutes and the only thing he could do was pray and he wasn't a man of faith.
"Please, be safe you three"
For the most part, Damian had to admit that the plan was somehow working. He could see that Tim was talking, looking at the ceiling and moving himself from time to time, which made him look a bit delirious. So, he turned to work, knife in hand.
He knew that they wouldn't let him out to pee and he knew that they probably knew that he wasn't injured in any way, which meant that he had to use another one and he hated it, because it was asking too much, but… They needed stuff, whatever that they could find around.
With a little sigh, he approached his friend, who looked at him frowning his eyebrows.
"I need your cooperation, Rick" he told him quickly.
"That doesn't sound really good" Rick bit his lip "What do I need to do?"
"You trust me, right?" Damian asked him to what he received a little nod "Then, please, forgive me, but… I kind of need to open some of your wounds"
Rick shot his eyes in surprise and almost backed to the wall, but Damian put a hand in his knee, pleading with his eyes. After a few moments of glancing to one another, Rick gave up and let him take his arm. Damian sighed and took it carefully, getting out the knife as careful as possible.
"Do I want to know why and how you have a knife?" Rick whispered, shaking a bit.
"Do you want to know?" he replied.
He didn't wait for an answer and instead opened the newest injuries he had and Rick hissed a bit at the pain, which was kind of heard by someone.
"Hey, what's up around there?!"
Damian hid his knife quickly in the same place of his shoes, tied them quickly, and turned to the person that had talked.
"Some of his injuries have opened and he seems to be dizzy" he stated, letting out a bit of his concern out. Rick had the decency to play along, if only because he was scared of what would happen if he didn't "We should get him to a bathroom and cleaned them up"
"Fucking shit!" he cursed and pointed to Damian with the gun, to which this one raised his hands "Don't try anything funny, I warn you! Take him by his other arm, come on!" Damian went towards it while the other person took Rick by the other who hissed at the injuries being opened. The person went to another one taller and pointed to them "I am taking these two to the bathroom, some injuries he had opened up"
"Take Will with you" this one responded, to which the other nodded his head.
He called the guy and instantly the four of them got out of the storage. This time, Damian had a bit more time to look over the place while they were going for the stairs: He was able to see a back door at the end of the hallway and when they reached the first floor, he saw how the stairs led to another one more.
The other guy called Will was leading them to a door which then he saw that it was the bathroom. The other one pushed them both inside.
"You take care of him, the medical kit is in the closet; when you finish, you call and I'll get you to the other room again. No funny business, understood?" he told Damian.
"Crystal clear"
The door closed behind him and Damian let out a breath he was keeping.
"Please, tell me you have a plan" Rick almost whispered.
"I'm working on it" he responded looking every part of the bathroom, assessing the situation and the things in there.
Getting out of the window was out of question: Even when being big enough, he could see shadows under there and using the crystal would call their attention. The pipes would be a great weapon, but he was the only one being able to fight in that moment and even he knew he couldn't take everyone by himself.
He found the medical kit where the person had said it would be and also find with it an adjustable wrench and sticky tape: Both could be used as a weapon and to restrain respectively. He took them both, the wrench sticking it within his sock and the other one in his trousers.
Inside the medical kit he was able to find some old alcohol for injuries and bandages, which would go well with Rick's injuries. There were also some razor blades, tweezers, scissors, an old thermometer and some aspirins that had expired a long time ago.
He got all the possible weapons in some of his inside pockets and other ones inside his friend's jacket.
"Are you serious?" Rick looked at him "What are you even going to do with that?"
"Not sure yet. If there was some bleach maybe I could… How are your injuries?" he turned to ask him.
"Ehm… Red and obviously they hurt?"
"Keep the alcohol a bit and I'll wrap you up in a second" Damian told him.
Rick listened to him while he watched Damian searching, trying to stop the bleeding "Why would you need bleach?"
"You can make a good sedative with that and alcohol. It could be used to knock them out in our escape" he easily responded.
"I thought that was job for the police… Isn't this risky? How are you thinking of even carrying bleach and alcohol together, if you can find it?" he asked.
"Risky… Not more than our situation. We have at least an hour before they decide to 'take care' of my brother… About the carrying, I was going to use the little container for the liquid soap that is there, empty it, fill it with both liquids, and put it inside your trousers" he took out of a little wardrobe a tin of bleach and took it outside. Rick looked at him as if he was crazy and Damian let out a sigh "Look, I know this sounds bad. I… just know what I'm doing, okay? You can trust me"
Rick rolled his eyes a bit and let out a sigh. While he was emptying the jar where the soap was, Damian tended to his friend, putting the bandages. He quickly got some alcohol and the bleach together in the now empty jar and closed it, before getting it inside his friend's trousers. He closed the medical kit, saved it where he had found it and checked the area before knocking at the door so they could get out.
"Just follow my lead, okay?"
He felt Rick nodding and Damian took a deep breath.