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Tim grew interested in the villains side of the conflict when he was ten.
By that time, he was the undisputed expert in all things to do with vigilantism. His teachers knew it, his classmates knew it. Even his parents, who on the rare occasion of being in the same continent as their son, got the privilege of listening to his craziest theories such as: Kryptonian biology, Wonder Woman's lasso of truth and how exactly batarangs are created.
He has, after all, created power points on all of these topics.
The only vigilante bit of knowledge he hasn't shared with anybody was the secret identities of all who were involved. And he wasn't going to tell anyone, ever.
It was just his luck that Mrs Max managed to find his collection of photographs of the dynamic duo the morning after the Wayne gala, when he was so tired he slept until noon, giving his curious house keeper plenty of time to find the stash he forgot to hide the night before in his excitement.
Janet almost fainted. But Jack focused on something he thought was much worse than following your hero at night in Gotham: pictures of Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson. Pictures obviously taken from places no one should have even been able to reach!