I knew he had struck up a friendship with Bruce Wayne. Evidently he ran into the guy parked somewhere in an alley, asleep at the wheel of his Italian sports car. And Wayne was sick or something, running a fever, too out of his head to really know where he was. Jack helped him get home, helped him navigate or something.
Jack couldn't drive him home, of course, because like most newsies, Jack doesn't drive. Especially a stick, like the Lamborghini Bruce Wayne drives. But everybody knows the way to the building where Wayne has his two-story penthouse.
So, I knew Jack had met the guy and even gone home with him. And Racetrack kidded that maybe Jack had done more, you know, helped Bruce Wayne to bed or something. I mean, after all, the guy wasn't feeling well. But Racetrack said Jack made him a big loan on a gambling debt, and there was no way Jack could have had the six bills it took to pay off the debt, unless he got the money somewhere. And Racetrack owed it to Maroni himself!
Still, I know Jack, and there are some things he won't do for money ~
Anyway, Jack hadn't told me much more. I've been busy with school and the job Bryan got me at the Gotham Times, so I haven't seen as much of Jack.
Still, you could have knocked me over with a feather today when Jack made his big announcement! He texted me to meet Racetrack and him at the McDonald's near City Hall, and we were gonna get coffee or something to eat. Then it was so cold, Jack wanted to go directly to Wayne's place. He said he had something big to tell me.
So we headed uptown.
Bryan's calling! Gotta stop for now ~ more later.
Jack told me something today that really took me by surprise.