The batman's raid

Once Batman had left Harley and Jim. He proceeded to get in the van where Robin was waiting, and they made their way to the warehouse Harley had mentioned. He activated the built-in phone that the BlackBerry had.

" Nightwing I need you to keep an eye on Harley and her associate Jim at the old motel off 4th. I'm going to track down a lead on the rest of Joker's bombs and need you to keep an eye on them in case it doesn't pan out and they make a break for it." Batman told Nightwing in a firm voice.

"I got it, bats. I'm on it, though I'm surprised you didn't break them already and get both to spill everything." Batwing said back, a bit curious why Batman hadn't interrogated both till he was 100 percent.

Figuring it wouldn't be too hard to break Harley and some henchy he never heard off. In fact, it was surprising they hadn't already squealed once Batman started making vague threats.

"I couldn't risk more joker bombs going off in the city. So once Harley gave me the warehouse, I had to head out to verify. There's too much at stake with the damage those bombs could inflict on the city to be wasting time. I even had to use some special finger holds on Jim to get her to talk." Batman told Nightwing, not a hint of emotion in his voice.

Nightwing hearing Batman's voice was void of any emotion, almost sounding like an automated voicemail for a moment. I knew Batman had used once the **** holds he had learned abroad. The ones he had taught Nightwing himself to only use in emergencies when you needed information fast.

"Alright bats. I'll tell Batgirl what I'm doing. So she's in the loop while you and Robin track down the lead." Nightwing said to Batman while making his way to spy on Jim and Harley.

Batman ended the call as the dynamic duo made rapid time to the joker's supposed warehouse. "You think it'll be there, Bruce." Robin asked Batman, worried the bombs would be planted throughout the set and counting down before causing untold pain and destruction throughout the city.

"It better be for their sake." Batman said with barely contained malice in his voice as the two made the rest of the trip in silence except for the hum of the engine.

The dynamic duo made it to the warehouse Harley had told them about ditching the batmobile and quietly making their way up to the roof. Looking through the upper windows of the warehouse house, they could see deep in the seemingly abandoned warehouse several joker goons in joker-themed gas masks standing around several large crates.

The dynamic duo wasted no time quickly going on the attack with a few well-placed baterangs; they took out the power, leaving the goons in total darkness. The dynamic duo proceeded to use them as stress balls for the helplessness they felt watching as children choked on their own laughter brought about by the joker's gas.

Once they had dealt with the goons, leaving them a broken mess on the floor with an estimated months of recovery time at the earliest. They safely opened the crates, finding all of them containing joker bombs except one with only the outline of where one should be in it.

Batman swiftly brought out a bat-themed communicator while he and Robin began to disarm the bombs. "Nightwing, we have one joker bomb in play. Find out where it is, no matter what you have to do. Focus on Jim; he's the weak link." Batman told Nightwing swiftly before ending the call, and he began to focus on disarming the bombs.

"Got it, bats." Nightwing said to himself as he watched Harley and Jim make their way out of the motel parking and into the main streets of Gotham. Nightwing got off his perch he had been observing them from and quickly got on to his motorcycle, making a b-line to cut them off.