A penthouse in Gotham
Jordan McIntyre's relocation to Gotham wasn't without incident. His company's board of directors raised eyebrows, for one thing, but then he's on a plane so much it doesn't matter. For the time being, his real work was here, in the city he was born in. The city his closest friend died in.
The Batman asked him to stay in Gotham, so he did. And he was smart enough to not interfere on the Bat's territory. But the police force and the after-school programs have appreciated the financial assistance, certainly. And then there was his political work. Being a pioneer fund-raiser to the sitting president had its perks, but it also kept you on a lot of committees. And on some of those committees, he wasn't liking what he was seeing. He had to mull that over a bit.
He puts the thoughts aside. Time enough to talk to Luthor later. No one knew more than him how delicate it was dealing with metahumans.
Indeed, there was one lurking in the shadows of his apartment right now.
"You know," he says. "That never stops being amazing."
The Batman asked him to stay in Gotham, so he did. And he was smart enough to not interfere on the Bat's territory. But the police force and the after-school programs have appreciated the financial assistance, certainly. And then there was his political work. Being a pioneer fund-raiser to the sitting president had its perks, but it also kept you on a lot of committees. And on some of those committees, he wasn't liking what he was seeing. He had to mull that over a bit.
He puts the thoughts aside. Time enough to talk to Luthor later. No one knew more than him how delicate it was dealing with metahumans.
Indeed, there was one lurking in the shadows of his apartment right now.
"You know," he says. "That never stops being amazing."