Master Bruce has never been gone this long before without attempting to contact me. Given the circumstances, and the fact that I have not heard from Master Grayson for an even longer period of time, I can only assume the worst has happened.
Acting on his instructions for this sort of situation, I have perpetuated the fiction that Bruce Wayne is away on business at an unspecified location for an undetermined amount of time. I will continue to maintain the illusion until three months have passed, at which point I will produce a death certificate. As per his wishes, he will go to his grave with the secret of his alternate identity intact.
My heart is heavy as I write these words and contemplate whatever horrors he may have endured in his final days.