Legacy
Gordon handed him a case file; he opened it. Underneath the beige cover was a face more than familiar to him. He kept his poker face, lips still.
“Bruce Wayne. I take it you know who he is?”
“From the papers, yes.” Feigning ignorance, even though he knew the answer by heart.
“He’s missing. ”
The Batcave had its own little prison Dick had built for his mentor: bulletproof glass from all sides, all digitally locked chains on Bruce’s limbs.
It wasn’t the easiest task to take over Bruce’s life. To navigate the mystery that Bruce had made of the man he’d been, Dick had to give up his life as Nightwing permanently, even convincing his friends and former teammates of his fabricated death story.
It was worth it, for this.
