by Matt Abraham
For a guy like me, who can shrug off bullets and lift seven tons, there’s no better profession than powered crime, and no greater burg to practice it in than Gold Coast City. But after ten years of tossing Buicks at heroes I wised up, took the black cape off my back, and hung out a shingle that reads Dane Curse, PI. Now I work cases for the dark denizens I was once counted among, because sometimes even the unjust deserve a little justice.
At least that’s how it was before the world’s greatest superhero was mysteriously murdered, an act so terrible it threatens to start a war that’ll tear my home apart block-by-block, unless I find the killer in five days’ time.
Category: Science Fiction – Adventure