Chapter 60: Speed Is Power?
"He... he's in that room."
Falcone pointed out, his face stiff.
That was originally his bedroom, but now it looked like it had been attacked.
He didn't understand. Had the world changed? Were there really so many monsters nowadays? This was a mafia headquarters that could make children stop crying, yet they all treated it like an amusement park, coming and going whenever they pleased.
"Batman?"
Seeing the gliding figure, David's eyes narrowed slightly before another figure drew his attention.
Beside the shattered window, a bare-chested figure wore a grim expression. He waved away the choking smoke before looking down contemptuously at the fleeing figure, as if he were watching a bug doomed never to escape his grasp.
It was Avery.
David turned and glanced at Falcone.
No surprise, Batman had probably come looking for trouble with Falcone, only to find the wrong man.
"Suddenly discovering that, instead of an aged and feeble mob boss, he'd found a monster a Batarang couldn't even pierce."
Whoosh, whoosh!
Wind howled past his ears.
His memory-fabric cape had turned into bat wings after being electrified, allowing him to glide downward. Behind the bat cowl, Bruce's eyes were solemn as he looked back.
Gotham was filled with gangs and villains. He believed he should pick out several of the most notorious figures, strike them down, and curb Gotham's dark tide.
So today, he had broken into the estate of Falcone, one of the biggest mob bosses, intending to beat him senseless and take him away. He would strip him down to his underwear, tie him to the Bat-Signal, and let Gotham's criminals see what happened to their role models.
"But why was there a stranger in Falcone's bedroom?"
Batman frowned deeply, his throat aching with discomfort.
He had just