Romantic music. Check. Candles in the bedroom. Check. Candles around the hot tub. Check. No shirts. Check. Mike looked around the room, smiling at the preparations. He walked over to Scott, hugging him from behind as he looked out the window. “I just saw him get dropped off,” Scott said…. Continue reading
Mike smiled when he came around the corner and came face to face with Dr. White. “Grimaulkin,” she said shortly, and started to walk by him. “Dr. White, you’re just the lady I want to see.” Dr. White pursed her lips. “I am very busy,” she said. “What is it.”… Continue reading
Let me just say, retirement is boring. About two years ago, I retired from heroing. My nemesis Stone Cold was in the clink, and there were plenty of other heroes around to save the day. Millennium City was just full of them. It was also full of the down-and-outers like myself…. Continue reading
Hello? Hello, is this Mike? Yeah. Who’s this? I talked to Scott earlier and your number’s on here. You do realize it’s three in the morning. Yeah. So this better be good. I want to know about the team. *rustle* What do you want to know? How many people do… Continue reading
Mike let the hot spray of the shower caress the back of his neck as he put his hands on the wall, leaning forward. He closed his eyes, trying both to focus and to relax. Tag had taken him, and, as usual, he enjoyed it. Scott knew this happened sometimes,… Continue reading
Reynard Johansson, the CEO of Textron, Inc., did not like mysteries. He tapped his chin at the report that was on the screen. Derrick Larsson was a genius, at least according to his school records. He had worked a few odd jobs in tech, nothing spectacular, mostly R&D. But then… Continue reading
Mike opened the front door of the house he was staying at and came face to face with the guy from the bar. “Good evening to you,” Mike said. Tomas had an entourage. “Wanna come in?” “Were you just going out?” “No.” “Then why did you open the door?” “A… Continue reading
The club was pulsing on a Wednesday night when the phone vibrated in Tomas’s pocket. He ducked out a side door to an alley behind. The bouncer glanced at him, nodded once as Tomas took the call. “Tomas.” Lazarus. He had just talked to him earlier in the evening, and… Continue reading
“Tomas?” “Yes, sir.” “How is the quarry?” “He’s hardly come out of the hotel.” “Are you certain?” “We have the people inside.” “He might be able to become invisible, or become like another person.” “He’s only come out to see some of the tourist traps and bookstores.” Pause. “Did you… Continue reading
Mike looked to Lacey and back to the men. Jack flicked his wrist and the chain flowed out again, pooling on the floor. “Gentlemen,” said Mike, and he spread his hands. “Let’s be reasonable.” “Who the fuck are you and what do you want?” demanded the man who had first… Continue reading