Chapter 2…

Bruce's POV

I sat at my desk looking at the old picture from so long ago. My family. Just Riley, Zoë, and me. That was the last day we were together. The last day before all hell broke lose. Five years ago today was the last time I say them…

My thoughts were interrupter by the door opening, Alfred came in.

I sat up putting the picture away safely in my desk.

"Mr. Wayne, Commissioner Gordon is here," Alfred said.

"Oh, send him in. Thank you Alfred," I said standing up.

Alfred nodded leaving for a moment and returning with Gordon minute later.

Alfred closed the door.

"Commissioner Gordon," I said shaking his hand.

"Mr. Wayne," he said.

"Please sit down, what brings you to Wayne Enterprises."

"Business, old business actually. I got some news this morning that I felt you needed to hear first."

"Go on."

Gordon let of a breath and sat up, "Brian Masters flew in this morning."

"What the hell is that scum doing back here?" I said trying to stay composed.

"Heard he's coming to see you," Gordon said.

"Doesn't matter, he already took everything that mattered to me away."

Gordon stood up, "I'm sorry about what happened five years ago, no one should lose their family like that."

"It's secure in here," I said nodding to the closed door.

This was the only room in Gotham where we could speak about "business", meaning Batman and other confidentials.

"I wasn't sure, always gotta be safe. Masters would go crazy if he found out Riley and Zoë were alive."

I stood slowly, "Maybe he does, maybe that's why he came back."

"No, no. Masters isn't that smart. There are only a handful of people who know the truth Bruce. And that's: Alfred, Riley, you, and Me. Masters doesn't know."

"We need to figure out why he's back, look into—"

"Already started, the minute I heard the news," Gordon said pulling a envelope from his jacket pocket.

He handed it to me and continued as I opened it

"He's been jumping around islands since we last saw him. Hawaii, Caribbean, Cuba. Looking for something, or someone."

"I thought you said he didn't know," I said, my mind immediately jumping to the girls.

"Not them. Look at the pictures," he said pointing to the papers from the envelope.

I went through the papers until I found the pictures, I looked through them.

"Like I said, Masters has been looking for something. He's up to something big. Having meetings everyday with some Joey Saldana character in Hawaii. Masters says he's just doing research for a new project but I—"

"What do we got on Joey Saldana?" I asked interrupting him.

"Next paper," he pointed to the envelope.

I found the stack: driver's license, records, everything.

"Was set to life in prison but just got paroled about a year ago."

"I'm guessing right around the time Masters showed up."

"Masters shows up March 9th, Saldana is out by the end of the week."

"We have to figure out what Masters is up too and why Saldana is so important—"

"Bruce," Gordon said stopping me, "We gotta be careful here. I want to put him away just as much as you do. And if we do this right, he'll be away for life, no parole."

I simply nodded, "I'm not letting him get away this time."

"Neither am I," Gordon said before leaving.

I sat down, Brian Masters. How I hated that name with every bone in my body. I would catch him this time. Last time he had his father's company to hide behind, but now he has his own.

Alfred entered closing the door behind him.

"Alfred, I think it's about time for your vacation," I said without looking up.

"Australia, sir?" Alfred said, already knowing the answer. It defiantly wasn't the first time he's had this conversation.

"Of course," I said.