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
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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
50: The Playwright of Peril
1966. The sun shone brightly on the steps of Titan City Hall, where three men stood at the podium — Kelly Winchester, the Crimson Wraith, and the Wily Wisp. In their hoods and domino masks, the costumed crimefighters' smiles were as broad as their spandex-covered chests; and on those chests, the Crimson Wraith bore the … Continue reading 50: The Playwright of Peril
49: Prison, Institution, or the Grave
2019. Danny nodded. “Yeah, Edward was murdered.” “You guys were talking like he was real old, so I just thought, you know, ‘natural causes.’” “He was eighty-seven years old, but someone felt like going ahead and murdering him anyway.” “What the fuck? Who would do that?” “We don’t know yet. Kevin thinks it was someone … Continue reading 49: Prison, Institution, or the Grave
44: In the Lair of Shadowmaster
1954. The mask felt strange to Eddie. As the Wily Wisp, the rest of his costume differed from his father’s only in color. But the skull of the Crimson Wraith was something else altogether. Before most of the world had even heard of Titan City’s Scarlet Stranger, Eddie had met him in person. But the … Continue reading 44: In the Lair of Shadowmaster
41: To Know Things
2019. Danny didn’t look bad in his thin white tank-top and plaid pajama pants. Gracie surprised herself by how she noticed the muscles in his arm when he reached to take the maple syrup from the refrigerator for their toaster waffles. Apparently, he didn’t spend all his time behind a keyboard doing computer stuff. “We’ll … Continue reading 41: To Know Things
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
17: Fifteen Seconds
2019. Seven cameras with two hundred hours of video on each, but it was fifteen seconds of footage that Kevin focused on. In those seconds, the door could be seen to open. Light cut into the darkness of the front hallway, and a figure stood there, silhouetted. Their left hand raised, and then the footage … Continue reading 17: Fifteen Seconds
The Crimson Wraith 