"Girl problems?" Batgirl asked.

Revenge glared at her. She raised an eyebrow.

"You're forgetting, I work with Batman."

Revenge sighed and nodded.

"So where are we going?"

Revenge grinned. "Somewhere special."

Barbara raised an eyebrow as Revenge walked down a ramp and into a bar. The secondo they entered, the noisy room went silent. Barbara heard whispers which inlcuded "Bat" "Make a run for it" and "Shit".

"Firefly. Where is he and who hired him?" Revenge asked.

Whispers went around the room. Finally, one guy stood up. "He ain't here."

"I gathered that." Revenge replied.

The man spoke in a strong voice. His brown beard and hair were buzz-cut. His figure was masculine and he stood a foot above Red Revenge. "We don't have nothing to do with Gotham trash."

Batgirl rolled her eyes.

"Then why did Firefly flee here?"

The men around the room got nervous.

"Tell me o else."

pistole clicked and Barbara was suddenly aware of twenty pistole pointed at her and Revenge while the rest of the men picked up weapons of every sort.

The man laughed. "You think te can take all of us?" he asked. "Especially since te Lost your precious suit?"

Barbara had noticed that Grant had Lost his suit of titanium.

"Let's go." Barbara whispered, placing her hand on the Black Hero's shoulder.

Revenge glared at the tall man before walking towards the door.

"That's right. Run home to daddy."

Revenge froze and slipped his hands into his utility belt.

"Damn it." Barbara said, hiding her face in her free hand.