It was rare for Bruce to make an appearance at Wayne Enterprises, but the situation was apparent. He’d strode in, expensive suit stretched over tight muscle, and demanded to see you in a spare office. You were an intern.

“I’m sure you know why I’ve asked to see you. Several unlicensed transactions have taken place in various funds in the company. All with no trace of where the money has gone. Now, you wouldn’t happen to know about that would you?”