Bruce was in his study his cell started to buzz. He picked it up and took a quick inhale of breath; this was it something big. He felt it his gut. Gordon would never call this unless it was serious. "Yes, Jim?" said Bruce as he waited for response.

"We found the kid, Bruce. They're at the station now. We had to tie them up as they were rather violent, and yeah, she had a scythe of all things."

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose out of habit. Of course they had a scythe and who knows what else, damn...

"I will be right there, Jim." Great, first time meeting the kid and they need bail money Just great...