CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Less than half an hour later, James and I pulled up in front of Barriers’ base on the edge of Golden City. I had never seen the building before. It was a short, rather unimpressive-looking office building, not very different from what you’d see in Golden City’s business district. The only clue to its true nature as the base of a superhero was the modified blue sports car in the parking lot, which had been given extra armor, perhaps to fit with Barriers’ armor motif. There was also a sign set up outside the door, which read ‘BASE OF HOMER ‘BARRIERS’ WATSON,’ along with Barriers’ phone number, website, and email address underneath, though the text under Barriers’ name was too small to make out from the highway.
“This is his base?” said James, looking at the office building
