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The heavy door clicked shut, sealing Bruce inside the cramped, dim apartment. His blue eyes scanned the room with clinical precision, lingering on the peeling paint and the jagged cracks in the walls. The air held a stagnant scent of neglect. He stood tall, a towering, polished contrast to the dingy surroundings, his jaw tight with suppressed anxiety. He wasn't just a billionaire in this room; he was a father who didn't know how to let go. The clutter on the counters seemed to mock his obsession with order. He stepped carefully over a loose floorboard, his brow furrowing as he assessed the structural integrity of the dwelling. This was not up to code. It was a violation of safety, and that realization terrified him more than any criminal stalking the streets of Gotham.