Barbara Gordon/Batgirl<br/><br/>The story that he told her had a certain logic to it.  But it also had holes big enough to fly a Batwing through.  The trial lawyer in her started tearing it apart.  In order for the scheme to work, all thirteen suspects would have to conspire together to frame one of their own.  No, it wasn't a matter of 'honor among thieves' that stretched credulity, it was an issue of coordination.  For a conspiracy like that to work, all thirteen suspects would have to be able to describe the exact same set of circumstances, be able to get the timing and details exactly right.  Suspect X told us to do this at this time.  Discipline to detail like that was difficult for far more intelligent crooks than the ones responsible for last night's chaos.<br/><br/>Secondly, although Jason was quick to assert that the ringleader would get a substantially higher sentence, that was unlikely given the circumstances.  In a capital murder case, maybe.  But the charges that these goons were facing, armed robbery, criminal mayhem, 1st degree battery, they were realistically looking at anywhere from 5-to-10.  Given the relative shortness of prison time, the state wouldn't be that eager for a plea deal.  And if anything, the goons, rats that they were, would be looking to turn against one another, desperate to strike any sort of bargain with the prosecution.<br/><br/>Finally, Jason raised the issue of reasonable doubt but that only applied to the actual trial and a finding of guilt or innocent, not to the matter of bail.<br/><br/>Barb looked into the eyes of the man sitting before her.  After everything he had endured, he, more than anyone, deserved the benefit of the doubt.  "Jason, I know we aren't exactly the best of friends, but I'll always have your back.  I hope you know that.  If you tell me that we need to do this, that what you're telling me is true, I'll back you 100 percent."  She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his response.