Jason saw Bruce standing on the designated rooftop and quickly grappled his way up to it. Coming up behind him, he looked over his shoulder at the scene below. A group of thugs was standing around a semi as it was loaded up with contraband. All of them were armed, wearing masks covered with the visage of a clown, gaping smiles unervingly glancing to and fro.
" Where is Damian?", asked Jason
" Joker got him last night. Right in the head with a..."
Jason looked at his back. " It was a crowbar wasn't it Bruce."
Bruce simply nodded.
" Is he gonna be ok?" Jason asked his stoic mentor.
" Yes. He came to after you left and tried to sneak out after me tonight. He would not have even been injured if he had waited for me like I told him. He just gets so angry sometimes. His impulsive nature gets hime in trouble more often than not. "
" A kid after my own heart", Jason smirked."
" I love you Jason but that is not a comforting thought. "
" Lighten up Bats. After all this practice you would think raising a son would have gotten easier haha." Jason snorted as he laughed out.
" What scares me most is that someone else got back to him after I followed Joker. They had moved his body to hide it. And they took Harley Quinn as well." Bruce's voice was filled with concern.
" What do you mean they took Harley Quinn? And what do you mean his body?" Jasons voice hissed at Bruce.
Bruce turned around to answer: " When Joker got Damian, he was knocked unconscious. I caught up to them and Joker put a gun to Harley's head. I threw a batarang and kncoked the gun away but it still grazed her head. She sustained heavy damage next to her temple. I followed Joker dow...
" Wait one fucking second!", Jason said as he walked up to Bruce, " You saw Damian go down and left him there on the ground? And then Harley as well?! That is no the Bruce I know! You always stop to help the wounded...'
" It was not my night Jason!", snapped Bruce, letting him know he did not feel right by his actions either. He decided to switch gears.
" Could it have been the Joker?" asked Jason.
" No, the boot print did not match his style. It might have been one of his goons." replied Bruce.
Crap. I forgot to check not to leave signs.
" Or maybe just a concerned citizen", Jason countered, " You have helped a lot of people in this town and so has Robin."
" Perhaps", pondered Bruce, " But that would not explain Harley going missing."
" Perhaps not, and yet a concerned citizen may have noticed her bleeding out and taken her for medical attention."
" I thought of that. No hospitals admitted anyone with her description." said Bruce, obviously purturbed by the whole thing.
" Well we can only hope someone took her home for healing. It is a bad city for a beautiful woman to be alone on the streets.' returned Jason.
Oh no. Now I am calling her beautiful. Shit. Bruce just gave me a weird look.
Cmon Bruce, even you have to admit she is attractive."
" Lets just get back to the matter at hand Jason", his mentor replied with a chuckle.
