Captain Virtue and the League of Evil
Russ Crossley
RED increased power to the twin thrusters of the rocket pack as they approached the dirigible visible through the thin cloud cover just below them at four thousand feet.
There was a high probability they were about to experience a fiery death—well, Virtue would die of course but not RED. The dangerous high-speed approach was to demonstrate they were not adverse to use courage, disregard for personal safety, and adaptability when under the pressure of a deadline. They needed this contract. Badly. Virtue needed to eat and she needed a new supply of radioactive isotopes.
“Hey, RED, watch it,” Virtue said over the comm in his flight helmet. “Isn’t this a little fast?”
“Don’t worry, Virtue, trust me.”
“Okay,” His deep baritone sounded ap
