August 17, 0015h

	Gotham was running scared.
 	The streets were quiet.  They were safe tonight, but no one appreciated 
them.  No one whose safety mattered.
 	Cassandra Cain stood wide-legged on the edge of Wayne Tower and glared out 
over the city.  She felt fearsome.  She felt powerful.  She had the entire city 
afraid of her.
 	And she felt scared.
 	They had made contact.
 	Batman and Tim.  Batman didn't worry her.  The hunt was on and any trace 
of Bruce Wayne had been swallowed by the Suit.
 	It was Tim.  Tim could disappear into the Robin suit, become Robin.  But 
it didn't work that way with the Nightwing suit.  He was just Tim.  Fortunately 
for all, Tim had willpower to rival Green Lantern's and more courage than any 
one person had a right to.
 	She just hoped that wouldn't get him killed.