[Shit. Of course he's still twitching. The bastard's worse than a roach.

Still holding his gun, Jason follows the blood trail into the warehouse. He's well aware he could be walking right into a trap but there's not much of a choice. He's so close. He can't afford to let the Joker slip through his fingers again. Last time, he made the mistake of letting his emotions get in the way with the pathetic hope that Bruce would finally do the right thing.

No. He knows better now. If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself]