I nodded. Night Soldier was the Headmaster of the Academy. If anyone was busy, it would definitely have to be him. A bit of a shame, though, because this sounded like an important issue to me, one we really needed solved.
“Hey, how are you and the other teachers doing since the Academy closed down?” I said. “You guys still working or—?”
“No,” said Professor Hernandez, shaking his head. “With no school to teach, we’ve all gone off to do different things. I, for example, have become a full-time researcher for the G-Men in D.C.”
I grimaced. “Really? You’re working for the G-Men now?”
“Only until the Academy is opened again,” said Professor Hernandez. “I know you are skeptical of the G-Men, but they are financially supporting my research and paying me quite well besides. They also haven’t
