Gate

The original schematics presented a clear picture. Odds were that its footprint would essentially be the same. Batman made his way to the exterior generators. A guard gate stood beyond that. Blocking his entrance to the mall was a reinforced steel grating. He couldn’t shut down the generator for long without engendering suspicion, but momentary brownouts were common in Gotham City.

“Lucius, on the count of three, please.”

“How long will you need?”

“If I can’t get through in three seconds, I don’t deserve the mask or the cape.”

“You honestly don’t expect a reply to that, do you?” Fox replied. “All right. Get ready.

“One.”

The power went down. Batman’s auto-ratchet undid the bolts and let him remove the gate.

“Two…”

He snaked through, replaced the gate, and fastened the bolts just as the generators turned back on and power returned to the mall.

“How long was that, Lucius?”

“You had at least a half-second to spare.”

“So next time I can take my time. Maybe have a latte.”

Batman: Arkham Knight, Chapter 40