Detective John Hartigan

"Hartigan," says Bullock. "Commissioner wants to see you."

It would be my first visit to Gordon's office. "You wanted to see me, Commissioner?" He turns to face me. Commissioner Jim Gordon is a broad-shouldered man with a kind face hiding behind a sizable grey mustache. "I wanted to officially welcome you aboard, Detective Hartigan." He smiles and extends his hand. I return his handshake in kind. It's the first time anybody had called me detective since I got here. "Thank you, sir. I'll try to do my best."

"Call me Jim," he says. 

"I do have one question, Jim. What's the story with that bat man?" Commissioner Gordon sighs. "Well officially, the Batman is a fugitive from justice and our orders from the mayor are to bring him in. Unofficially, I consider him an asset to the force. I also consider him a friend." I give him a nod to show I understand. "So if I see him?"

"Just let him do what he does," Gordon says. "We've got some real weirdos in this town, Hartigan. He's the only one who can handle them. That'll be all. And once again, welcome to GCPD."

I leave his office with a new understanding. "Just let him do what he does."  So the Batman is on our side. I look forward to meeting him.