A chime from his computer alerts him to a new message. Tim absently clicks the window open as he continues to scan government agency reports for any sighting of Batman. The police band plays in his ear. The crays churn out analyses of the data.
A second chime makes him frown and shift his attention.
His heart nearly stops as he reads the message.
Scigift2grls: Hey, birdboy, u faint?
Shocked, Tim stares while his mind whirls. Secure connection. Private messaging service. User name known only to a handful.
None of whom would play such a hurtful trick.
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