An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Five dealers almost wet their pants when they notice Dick staring from the shadows when drugs and money exchange hands.
A potential buyer deadass drops down to pray a Hail Mary like he wasnāt about to purchase enough weapons to arm a small country.
And the less said about Hoodās own men, the better.
Jason doesnāt even bother with patrol that day. Heās pretty sure thatāby the end of the nightāall of Gotham knows that control of their resident Talonās exchanged hands.













