After making it through another day, William changed into a suit in the parking lot after work.
"I wanted to ask when you put those clothes in my car this morning. Have you met a girl you like?"
Gordon leaned out of the driver's seat.
The normally stern-faced man was actually smiling, and he sounded to be in a rather good mood.
Though Deathstroke would no longer be playing Batman, word of the latter's return had spread rapidly through newspapers and rumors over the past month.
Crime rates were dropping, and even the gangs had grown quieter.
Falcone's critical condition and Maroni's decision to wait and see certainly played a part, but the impostor Batman's deterrent effect was the bigger reason.
Gordon believed everything would get better once Bruce finished dealing with his family affairs and returned.
"Yeah, I'm going to a concert tonight."
"Gotham Theater? Come to think of it, I haven't been there since it moved from the Park District to the Diamond District." Gordon thought of Crime Alley again, which in turn brought Bruce to mind.
"Who would've thought he could really come this far? But I'm still a little worried..."
"About what?"
"Prolonged stress can drive a person insane. He never appears in public. It's like he's forgotten that Bruce Wayne is also who he is-or forgotten he's human at all."
William remembered that Gordon had never met Bruce. For him to reach those conclusions based solely on the man's habits really spoke to a professional cop's formidable analytical skills.
"I believe he'll sort everything out... Hopefully."
William lowered his voice for that last word.
Normal people didn't wear masks and prowl around late at night. Batman had always been a lunatic.
Perhaps he would gradually grow accustomed to playing a wealthy businessman as he got