Batman: Mystery of the Batwoman Page #3

Keep going.

Oh, dear.

You're good.

Here they come.

Hurry, get in. Unless you want

that lovely face rearranged.

- Hey, stop!

- You crazy?

- Who were they?

- Daddy's bodyguards.

You've just run off

with a very notorious woman.

I'm Kathy Duquesne,

daughter of Carlton Duquesne.

The gangster?

Yes, but we try not to use

the G word in front of Daddy.

This is interesting.

I think we're being followed.

Doesn't look like Daddy's goon squad.

Hope you're not expected anywhere.

You're on your own, Master Bruce.

We having fun yet?

Bruce Wayne?

What a photo op!

The most respected man in Gotham with

the daughter of the most disrespected.

Your father has a lot of competition

for that title.

I know. Most of them come to dinner

from time to time.

I used to wonder what it's like to come

from a respectable family...

...where there's no violence,

no vendettas, no victims.

What must that feel like?

I wish I could tell you.

It must feel like freedom.

Kathy, be careful.

You sound like my mama. "Be careful,

Kathy. Don't go scaring me, girl."

This was our favorite spot.

We used to come out here to paint.

She was a great artist.

She said I had the eye.

She said, "Honey, you could be

another Carrie Mae Weems."

What happened?

What happened?

She died. Isn't that

what always happens?

I'm sorry.

Everyone's sorry.

It doesn't make any difference.

Here. Bring it back sometime.

Or not. There's always plenty more.

Down, boys.

I met Batwoman. She confirmed they were

making the weapons at Penguin's factory.

- Who is she?

- I think Carlton Duquesne's daughter.

Remember the assassination attempt

on him 10 years ago?

Yeah, they missed him.

Hit his wife instead.

I think Kathy Duquesne blames her father

for that and a lot more.

Come on, she'd be biting

the hand that feeds her.

Think of the dough her old man has.

You can't buy peace of mind, Bullock.

Let's keep a tail on her.

I see Miss Duquesne is gifted

in other sports besides extreme shopping.

This bodes well for your suspicions,

does it not, Master Bruce?

Yes, Alfred.

- What's with him?

- I think he has some affection for this one.

He sure can pick them.

Relax, Penguin. We were gonna torch

the place for the money anyway.

I don't think you appreciate

the precariousness of our perch, Thorne...

...especially now that we have no factory!

If we're unable to deliver the rest

of our stockpile, we're dead.

The Kasnians will come after us

like wolverines.

We'll be begging for prison.

Duquesne says he can handle

the bat-broad.

She almost killed Batman,

for heaven's sake!

Normally, I would find

that commendable...

...but now it just proves

that Duquesne is out of his league.

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