Sparrow

My name is Hazel Rae Silva and I live in a downtown Gotham apartment with my hardly-functioning older sister. She stays out late every night, working as Gotham's more...well...we'll say 'covert' hero. She makes deals with heroes and rogues alike, leaving puzzles and mixed clues in her wake. She's only been seen when it's convenient for her, which has ended in her being seen as nothing more than an urban legend, only being really known to some specific people. My job? Picking up her slack. I never knew where my sister's alias, 'Sparrow', came from, all I knew was that she was piggybacking off of 'Robin', but what I did know was that she would leave some loose ends to her puzzles and clues for me to make even more mysterious--planting faux evidence, whatever evidence she gave me to plant, without question, had become a very common day's work for me. I was familiar with that, but what I wasn't familiar with was the sight of Batman himself at my doorstep, brandishing information about my sister and I and demanding I come with him.