AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry it's been sooooo long! Been busy with work and moving. Hope it's worth the wait!

Chapter 25

"Thank you for coming so quickly, Jim," says Bruce Wayne, as he ushers the police commissioner into his office.

Having placed a phone call to Gordan shortly after leaving Dick's room, Wayne had waited impatiently for the older man to arrive.

"I understand you want to keep this quiet from Richard, but how am I am going to look at this note…it is still stuck to the window, right?" asks Gordan, interrupting himself. With a nod from Wayne, Gordan continues, "I'll need to get into the room, but won't your ward be in there sleeping?"

"After the…nightmare, Dick decided he'd rather get up. He hasn't been in his room for over an hour. Right before you arrived, I saw that he fell asleep on the couch in front of the television," replies Wayne.

"Alright," replies the police commissioner. "It's time I see this note."

Leading the older man out of the office, Wayne takes Gordan up the stairs and into Dick's room. Pointing toward the window, Wayne closes the door behind the police commissioner.

"My butler and I were drawn to the room because Dick was yelling. We thought it was a nightmare and I calmed my ward down as much as I could. That's when he asked me to watch TV. After Dick left the room, my butler noticed the curtains moving and, when he walked over to the window, saw that it was open," explained Wayne.

"Were the curtains closed or open?" asks Gordan, taking out of a camera for pictures.

"Closed."

Nodding his head, the police commissioner takes a few pictures before moving toward the window. Pulling aside the curtain, Gordan takes more pictures of the open window, with a note taped to the inside.

"Was the window open or closed when Grayson went to bed?"

"Alfred, my butler, assured me that they were all closed," comes to response.

Nodding his head, Gordan takes a few more pictures of the note taped to the window, before reaching over and gently pulling the note off the window with a gloved hand. Taking out an evidence bag, Gordan slides the note and his glove inside before making some notations on the bag.

"Did you move the note at all?" asks the commissioner, before sliding the evidence bag into an inside pocket on his jacket.

"No."

Glancing over at the boy's bed, Gordan can see that all the blankets have been thrown to the floor.

"What was the nightmare about?"

"Dick said he could hear the man's voice, that the man wasn't done yet," replies the millionaire. "I didn't want to ask any questions. I thought it was a dream."

Nodding his head, Gordan takes one last glance around the room. "How long before Richard went to bed did your butler check the windows?"

"Maybe 20 to 30 minutes," replies Wayne.

"Yarsmith could have been watching, waiting for the butler to check the windows, then climbed to the window, left the note, and was gone before your ward ever came into the room," says Gordan. "The note may have been planted for your ward to find."

"Be honest, Jim," asks Bruce, staring at the man before him. "Do you think that's what happened?"

"I don't know, Bruce," replies the older man with a shake of his head. "Personally, I'd rather it had been that than thinking of Yarsmith watching your ward sleeping."

Nodding his head, the millionaire opens the door and both men leave the bedroom.