I don't open the note,yet. I go about my job the rest of the day. Quiet,odd since the past three weeks we've had two super encounters.

But what was chief saying about recruits,I shrug it off.

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I barely get through the door and barbera says,"science,nothing,Eiling,SHADE,everything has gone dark",she rubs her face with her hands then looks up. "What's that" she says as I pull out the note.

"I don't know,Redhorn gave it to me." She opens and an odd look comes to her face. "This isn't possible","what" I say and grab the slip. My jaw drops a little.

"How could they have kept such actions in the dark so long,I mean seriously this whole time I've been here and two years before,the have been played by Blockbuster,it makes you wonder why Deathstroke wanted Mark."

I set the note on the kitchen table and go change into my Nightwing uniform.

"I have a call to make."

The rush of wind as I lad atop a nearby building,its amazing. I run for two miles. #Almost there" Barbara asks,over the com,"not yet Oracle." Five more minutes I will be at his house.

"I'm here" I say coming down the street hanging to as many shadows as possible. Redhorn is just walking in,he must have just met up with,B-buster. Before he can fully get in the door I snag him from behind.

He swings at me,I easily deflect. "Nightwing" he says,"didn't know you made housecalls" he says,I slam him against the wall. "Tell me everything you know about Blockbuster." He spits in my face. I punch his gut. "Don't make me do this the hard way." "I wouldn't dream of it" he counters,I punch him again,"TALK!" "Ok,look I don't know much,I'm just a low level,do the work,get payed,but I do know one of his storehouse's are."

"Where" I ask,ticked.

"Gotham city."