Barbara had been in the shower when Zinda had arrived at Clocktower. She had buzzed the woman in and was surprised to see that Zinda was already gone by the time she rolled out to the work area a few minutes later. She made her way over to the box, picking it up and setting it in her lap. She unwrapped it to reveal the jacket that Lady Blackhawk had left for her.
She was speechless for a moment. It had been a really long road with the Birds, getting a team together that she trusted, getting herself into a position where she could be a competent leader deserving of their trust. The jacket was more than a jacket. She lifted it from the box, indulging in a rare moment of sentimentality as she hugged it to her chest.