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The sterile quiet of the Wayne Racing meeting room was fractured only by the rhythmic creak of a chair. Jason Todd sat coiled with restless energy, his boot tapping an agitated beat against the floorboards. Across from him, Team Principal Dick Grayson paced, fingers pressed to his temples in a silent show of mounting strain. The desk chairs had been cleared for this specific, tense confrontation, yet one seat remained conspicuously empty. Jason’s blue eyes flicked toward the door, then back to Dick, his expression a mask of impatient defiance. The air hung thick with unspoken history and the weight of a friendship shattered—a fracture the PR team desperately tried to paper over. Time stretched, thin and brittle, as Jason’s patience wore even thinner.