Jason was late and that wasn't good. He parried two blows from one of Black Mask's henchmen and knocked him unconscious, but two more arrived faster than he could predict.

It was Christmas Eve, and Jason had promised you that he would be in time for the family gathering at his parent's house, before midnight, for dinner.

Jason heard his cell phone ring in his pocket and transferred the call to his helmet while he fought. He didn't need to check who it was.

"Jay, where are you?"