All parts linked here. 1215 hours, a nondescript hotel suite The microwave dinged, and a pretty young woman retrieved the chicken soup from therein, adding salt and pepper to taste. She might have been drop dead gorgeous, with a little effort. Her hair was a mess of golden and platinum curls, cascading down around her […]Read more "Master of the Hunt, Part XIV"
All parts linked here. Screaming across the sky at several times the speed of sound, my thoughts finally caught up to me. I had no idea what I was doing. For one thing, I was headed back towards Gotham. I suppose heading South was a good thing, but I was going to pass straight over […]Read more "Master of the Hunt, Part XI"