[From
here.]
What was it again? Right. Stegman, which was even more unfortunate of a name than Dent. It was the second door down on the right, and Harvey hadn't forgotten that he had to force the door open. At least he didn't have Jason here to work at his nerves while he did it. Shaking his head, the man set his flashlight down on the floor and then wrapped both hands around the metal pipe. He'd intended for it to be used to bludgeon monsters, but its only job so far had been breaking down doors. Not nearly as exciting, but Harvey didn't need that kind of excitement in his life.
Knocking out the Batman, tying him up, and then torturing him before judging whether he should live or die? That what he needed.
He slammed the pipe into the lock a good three times before it caved, breaking apart and then allowing him to nudge the door fully open with his foot. He realized that the Bat might notice that on his way in, but hopefully Jason could handle whatever suspicion a broken lock might arouse.
Grabbing up his flashlight, Harvey moved inside.
[To
here.]