Terry laughed again. "Yeah right, like I'll ever seen any of that. He's either gonna take it all with him to the grave, or give it to Dick. If anything I'll get forced to run the company since I'm the only person in the city that really cares about all the corruption in it. And even then, most of his money was inherited, not from there."

There was more then a touch of bitterness in his voice. Not that he really wanted any of the money, and he did like the idea of keeping an eye over Wayne Industries. But he'd always been lower class, and the class divide had only grown larger in his time. And he wasn't exactly enthusiastic about being so closely tied with the company that was responsible for his father's death.