I always started early on Thanksgiving morning, since my sophomore year at U of M when I first volunteered to contribute my skills to the meal. In the early years, this meant making sure I was home in my childhood bedroom the night before and ready to start well before dawn in stepping and fetching … Continue reading Chapter 2 – A Donnell Thanksgiving

The pre-dawn morning made it harder to make out the motions of the delivery driver as he tapped on the keypad, but I reversed his motion a few times until I was certain which buttons he was pressing. Baltimore wasn't easy on its drivers, and I sent a silent thanks to the man as I … Continue reading Chapter 1 – All the Way to the Bank

Fitz jumped down the stairs and swung around the doorway to reach the ringing phone on his desk. He looked up at the wall clock. The final report had been sent less than ten minutes before, and it was no surprise for a client to call right after. He probably should have stayed and waited … Continue reading Prologue – Now Hiring

Paul sat on the locker room bench with his helmet in his hands. He had bagged his costume to be laundered - Stillwater sweated far more on his bike than he did - but the bright red headgear remained. On his good days, he felt pride looking at it. It was an emblem of the … Continue reading Epilogue – Group Loyalty

The Velo fan page was a wealth of information. He ranged widely in his nightly rides, which were clearly more public relations than law enforcement, but there were a few main thoroughfares that he managed to cover just about every time. Personal time contraction is one of the most common super powers; its usefulness varies … Continue reading Chapter 23 – Apprehension

"Are you sure about this?" I asked as I double-checked that my access into the Canadian Super Team system hadn't been disturbed since I last used it. Paris finished a loud slurp echoing from her mug and, featuring the last lonely arc of pastry in her other hand, jabbed, "No, li'l bro. If I was … Continue reading Chapter 22 – The Hunt

With a few hours before my next direct role in the operation, I knew it made sense to take it easy, but I was too amped up. I had another sandwich and thought about where else I could productively direct my energy. Finally I decided I had put off investigating the augments long enough. I … Continue reading Chapter 21 – Iron Rusts