2019. When they got back to the Zephyr, Kevin placed a call to Danny on the Crimson Wraith’s frequency. The gleaming Art Deco luxury car pulled away from the grim edifice of the TCCF, and Danny’s voice came through the Zephyr’s speakers. “Line secure, Specter Prime. This is Crypt. What’s the word?” “Suspect identified,” said … Continue reading 66: The Sepulchre
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65: The Silverback
2019. He reminded Gracie of the older male gorilla she’d seen at the Titan City Zoo as a kid. “Silverback,” they called him. Now there was a name for a superhero, maybe a middle-aged one. But that was just how Hank looked. His head was shaved in a buzz cut, making a thin crown of … Continue reading 65: The Silverback
64: Because of You
1988. It had been two days since Hank last saw Jasmine. She never came back from checking in on one of her friends who had said something about a client asking her to wear a white rabbit costume for an Alice in Wonderland fantasy. Hank didn’t have that friend’s address or phone number, which left … Continue reading 64: Because of You
62: Quoth the Raven
1988. Jasmine had the police blanket over her shoulders when Hank arrived. He found her sitting on the front stoop with emergency lights painting the sides of the tenement buildings and bodegas all down the block. When she saw him walk up to her, she reached up like a child to be picked up by … Continue reading 62: Quoth the Raven
61: Killers of Different Kinds
2019. Gracie didn’t mind the little specks of rain drizzling down the windows of the Lincoln-Zephyr. Weather like this made people more quiet, and, in her experience, that made them a little more gentle, easier to deal with. She would have preferred to be wearing something soft and warm though, not her courier suit. It … Continue reading 61: Killers of Different Kinds
40: The Silver Arrow of Lady Luna
1954. All throughout the Titan City Capitol chambers, onlookers edged forward in their seats, eager for William Finn’s response. News reports held pencils at the ready, some toward the exit to see just how quickly they could phone their editors with what would surely be tomorrow morning’s headline. Even if Will had no confession regarding … Continue reading 40: The Silver Arrow of Lady Luna