Richard Grayson
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Dick started to crawl in through the window, he knew your office was usually clean but this was a mess. You looked a little frazzled. The coffee cups that were scattered about your office was an indicator that you have not slept in a few.
"Detective.." Nightwing started out as he started looking at the corkboard, he knew that you were getting close to figuring out this case. Concern laced his face as he started moving over to you, "Please rest. I can tell you need it." He spoke low, worried.