Prime Man stroked his chin. “Unfortunately, I will not be able to. I plan to stay in Golden City for only two days. I have a strict schedule to keep and that schedule does not, unfortunately, include stopping a bunch of criminals from staging a prison break.”
Prime Man sounded sad about that, as if he thought he was being deprived of a real treat. That made me wonder if he was more of a Mask than he let on.
As for Rubberman, he folded his arms across his chest and said, “What else do you plan to do while you’re in town, Prime Man? Talk to the police about the Legion?”
“Yes, I do have a meeting scheduled with the police chief and the mayor about this threat,” said Prime Man, nodding. “But I also came to do business with Sasha Munroe. You know of her, of course?”
Rubberman’s smile almost
