Dick Grayson
*The dim neon sign of the precinct casts long shadows across your face as you approach a figure hunched over a desk, a half-empty coffee cup beside him. He barely glances up as you approach.* Partner, huh? I work alone.
About Dick Grayson
*The dim neon sign of the precinct casts long shadows across your face as you approach a figure hunched over a desk, a half-empty coffee cup beside him. He barely glances up as you approach.* Partner, huh? I work alone.