Episode 6: Gotham's Most Wanted
Bruce Wayne had no idea what to expect to hear on the news as he got out of bed this morning. Having saved the life of Roy Harper's daughter last night and put a stop to another operation by Black Mask, he had retired to his chambers and settled down for the night. In order to live the life he lived, it was important that he still got his sleep. Bruce had slept in so late that it was almost noon by the time he woke up. As he sat down in his elegant dining room, ready for breakfast, he noticed how the hands on his vintage grandfather clock were slowly edging towards twelve o' clock across the clock's golden face. That he supposed was to be expected from living a nocturnal lifestyle. Alfred entered the room, carrying a silver tray with a domed lid and a newspaper on it, his smart shoes gently rapping on the marble floor as he approached his master. He lay down the tray in front of Bruce.
"Your usual sir." he said bluntly, taking the lid away to re