Batman: Year one

Chapter Six: Shadows and Suspicions

Lieutenant Jim Gordon stood in the muted light of the evidence lockup, his eyes fixed on the forensic team working diligently in the contamination room. The two Joker cards, critical pieces of evidence in the escalating chaos of Gotham, were being carefully dusted for fingerprints.

Holding a cup of strong coffee, Gordon took a slow sip, feeling the warmth and bitterness of the brew. The coffee was a small comfort in the midst of the complexity and danger of his current investigation. He was keenly aware of the importance of the evidence being processed; the results could potentially lead to a breakthrough in understanding the Joker's involvement and intentions.

Through the glass, Gordon watched as the forensic experts used fine brushes and powder to reveal any latent prints on the cards. The meticulous process was slow and required absolute precision. Every potential clue, no matter how small, was vital in piecing together the puzzle.

Gordon's thoughts turned to Batman, the city's enigmatic vigilante, who had also been keen on the results of this analysis. The partnership between Gordon and Batman, though unorthodox, had proven to be effective in the past. Despite the criticisms and challenges from within the GCPD, Gordon knew that Batman's involvement often provided a critical edge in their investigations.

Commissioner Loeb approached Lieutenant Gordon, his demeanor serious as he surveyed the forensics team working behind the glass. "Gordon," he greeted, his voice carrying an undercurrent of authority. "I've been following this Joker card situation. It's a strange development, wouldn't you say?"

Gordon turned to face Loeb, his expression neutral yet alert. "Yes, Commissioner. It's unusual. We're still trying to piece together what it means."

The two stood in silence for a moment, watching the forensic team. Then, Commissioner Loeb shifted the conversation in a direction that caught Gordon off-guard. "Gordon, there's something else. I want you to make a public statement denouncing the Batman."

Gordon's eyebrows furrowed in surprise and concern. He was well aware of the Commissioner's stance on Batman, but this demand was a significant escalation. "Commissioner, with all due respect, Batman has been instrumental in helping us tackle some of the city's toughest cases."

Loeb's expression hardened. "That may be, but he's a vigilante. The GCPD can't be seen endorsing someone who operates outside the law. It undermines our authority, and it's setting a dangerous precedent."

Gordon understood the political underpinnings of Loeb's demand. The Batman was a contentious figure in Gotham, and aligning too closely with him could indeed have ramifications for the GCPD. 

Commissioner Loeb paused for a moment before leaving, straightening his tie with a deliberate motion. He exhaled quietly, the sound almost like a suppressed burp, an indication of the internal pressure he too was under. Turning back to Gordon, his expression was stern, the weight of his authority palpable.

"Understand, Gordon, I don't enjoy doing this. But it's necessary," Loeb said, his voice low and firm. "Your job is on the line. You need to make a choice. Publicly denounce Batman, or face the consequences."

Gordon's face was a mix of frustration and resignation. He was acutely aware of the precarious position he was in. Making a public statement against Batman could compromise their efforts to keep Gotham safe, yet defying the Commissioner's order risked his career and the ability to effect change from within the GCPD.

Loeb gave Gordon a final, meaningful look before turning and walking away, leaving Gordon alone with his thoughts. The Commissioner's ultimatum was clear, and Gordon knew that his decision would have far-reaching implications, not just for himself, but for the entire city.