Chapter 60:

Chapter 60:

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[David Lance POV]

Following the lead, the one I had procured last night at the museum, I arrived in Lyon, France, in the evening of the following day, where upon arrival, I immediately made my way to a small alleyway off of Rue des Capucins.

I didn't have much to go by with the lead I had, but if my hunch was right, the answers I was looking for were in Lyon.

Taking a deep breath, I approached the alley that was right ahead, noticing a group of men gathered around a fire in a metal barrel looking warm, that as I drew closer, made them turn to look at me in a startled manner.

"Who are you?" One of them asked in French, his hand moving to his waist where I could clearly see the outline of a gun.

At this, I raised my hands, putting on a submissive facade to discourage any altercation from happening.

Seeing my hands high above my head, the men exchanged glances for a few moments until one of them, the oldest one of the group, stepped forward, calming his gun-owning friend.

"Calm down, Alex," The older man sighed, shaking his head, his voice gruff as he gently pushed his friend to the side before glancing at me. "What are you doing out here, kid? These parts at night are dangerous."

Jacques and his friends looked at each other for a few moments, as if silently discussing something between them with just glances and small gestures, before Jacques finally sighed, looking back at me.

"Listen, kid," Jacques said, his voice gruff but not unkind. "We don't want any trouble with the law."

So, option one it is. They will spread the rumors for me, eventually leading me to my target. Good.

Taking a deep breath, I nodded understandingly before writing something else on my notepad and showing it to Jacques, taking his focus on my notepad to quickly attach a small tracker the size of a button to his tattered clothes. - I get it. No need to cross lines for a random kid on the streets. I will keep searching though, that ring the burglar took, that's all I have left from my mother, so I won't give up.-

Jacques frowned at this before taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry I can't help you out. But be that as it may, I wish you the best of luck, kid."

I smiled, waving at them warmly before calmly taking my leave, my job on the alley done.

Now that the seeds were there, all I had to do now was keep an eye out for any sprouts. After all, one of them was bound to be my beanstalk leading me to Grey Shadow.

In the meantime, I would find a hotel to set camp, maybe the one I saw ten blocks before reaching the alley.

That one seemed to be close enough for me to comfortably monitor the area while keeping a safe enough distance so as to not alert anyone of my presence.

All in all, it seemed like this trip to Lyon wouldn't be as fruitless as I had initially thought it would be.

It was all a matter of time before I managed to track Grey Shadow; the question now was, what did Batman want me to do once I did?

It was more than evident that Batman didn't intend for me to apprehend the burglar because, knowing the Dark Knight as I did, if he truly wanted Grey Shadow in jail, he would've made sure this mysterious cat burglar was locked down by his own hand.

Maybe Batman wanted me to learn under the burglar. nove(l)bi(n.)com