"How is it? Have you chosen?" The Joker sniffed, cackling strangely like an addict in the throes of withdrawal. "The answer. Tell me the answer."
Batwoman frowned deeply. Barbara was trapped in Gotham Park, so who was the one at the Hall of Justice?
And when had Trench Coat Fighter been captured? In theory, the area around the museum was also under surveillance. Why hadn't Alfred reported it?
But with the Joker laughing before him, this was not the time to think about such things.
Beneath Batwoman's cape, her fingers flew across the Bat-Computer. She typed a message to Alfred, telling him to contact the Bat-Family and rescue Barbara, while she tried to stall for time.
The others might not be in Gotham, but Batwoman Kate had not left. She had always been here.
With Batwoman in the Justice League, there was no place for her. Nor did she want to play games with children, so she never took part in any Justice League activities. She merely wandered through Gotham.
As long as Alfred found a way to contact her, rescuing both of them would not be a problem.
Just as Batwoman was about to tell the Joker a story, she suddenly saw Barbara's feed obscured by a huge face.
Then a massive eye pressed close, its pupil rolling around as though it had mistaken the camera for a peephole and was peering inside.
But the owner of that eye quickly pulled back. In the rain was another face full of smiles.
"Heeey, boys! Can you see me?"
Batwoman narrowed her eyes, and her hands paused involuntarily. "Harley."
But no matter what she said from here, the camera in the park definitely could not hear her.
Harley waited for a moment, and the smile on her face turned puzzled. She