Batman turned.
Lightning split the sky. For a moment, the helmet’s lenses glowed red. batman under the red hood free
Because Hood was wrong about one thing. Batman had never had a free minute. Every choice was a chain. Every rescue a repayment of a debt that could never be paid. Batman turned
Batman moved. Not at Hood—past him. A Batarang sliced the rope holding a suspended pallet of explosives, dropping it into a closed dumpster just as a spark from a gangster’s cigarette would have caught it. batman under the red hood free