Outside, the world was wondering at a new supervillain powerful enough to fight off both Blaze and Plain Jane. At Davenport, I wondered about Guy. He’d sent a text message the morning after our incident, a brief apology and a thanks for the sandwiches, with no explanation. I’d replied, only to re...
I could see myself in the mirrored wall over his head, and it wasn’t a pretty sight. Between the plaster dust on my hair and clothes and the fact that I looked like I’d been hit with a car, I was a little bit of a mess. But that had nothing on Guy, whose face was stained by a trickle of blood lea...
