"There's not much we can't find if we put our hearts to it." Dick told his wife, smiling weakly. Dick was the greatest hacker in the world, and he had taught Senna and the others what he knew. "But hiding Z away might give us some time to find Senna again" He thought. Tim nodded in agreement, Damian crossed his arms.

Lacy straightened herself then bent backwards trying to stretch her back. She winced a little at the stabbing pain, like little daggers digging into her skin. “You don’t have to worry about hiding her,” she informed them. “Z’s father found out about the little incident and sent her back home. He keeps her in some house off the grid that only him, Z’s mother and Ace really know about. Supposedly anyways.”

Dick, Tim, and Damian looked at each other, then back to Lacy. "...you do know we all were mentored by Batman. Senna, too. It's reaaaally hard to hide things from us." Tim pointed out, rubbing the back of his neck. "But it might take her a little time, and that's all we need."

"You two stay here and take a load off." Damian said, his hands in his pocket. "Drake and I will take care of this. However, I have a feeling Trick is not going to be far behind us, so you might as well contact him and update him." He said to Lacy. "Meanwhile, we will get a head start on Sacker."

"Do you guys even know where to go?" Dick asked, sitting up in his hospital bed. Damian smugly looked a the unmasked Nightwing. "We're in New York, Canada isn't too far from here. There's nothing in the Wayne Industries calendar about going to Candida, so Bruce Wayne taking a trip there would be an interesting news story."

"She's trying to put as much space between Bruce and the rest of us." Tim said, translating what Damian was saying. "Besides, from a U.S. standpoint, Canada is pretty off the grid."

Lacy watched them glance at each other. "You all are smart, but may I remind you that Ace went two years without being traced after he bombed the city?" She reminded them, not looking at them as she messed with her nails. "Even if that wasn't actually him, I still believe that Senna is going to have more than enough trouble trying to find Z."
There was a soft knock at the door. Ace leaned against the doorframe with arms crossed. "You're not wrong about not being far behind you," he commented to Damian.

Damian's green eyes moved over to the figure standing in the doorway. "Speak of the devil." The young boy muttered, rolling his eyes. "I was worried I was going to have to call you and let you know where we were." He scoffed sarcastically.

"Damian, be nice." Dick scowled from his bed. He swung his legs over the side and stood up. "We need to get moving, or at least, you guys need to." The dark haired man explained, glancing over at Lacy. He wasn't going to leave her behind alone. "Tim, Damian, Ace, can I leave this to you three? To find and bring back Senna before she does something even stupider?"

Ace rolled his eyes at Damian. Looking down, he scrapped the ground with the foot of his prosthetic. “Что еще она могла сделать, это глупо?” He murmures under his breath with a sigh. He pushed his owl-like glasses up his nose with his middle finger then looked at the bat brats. “Ready when you two are,” he stated.
Lacy watched her husband. Of course he wasn’t going with her being injured. “If you’re feeling better, you should go to, darling,” she said.