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“I’m sure Lunk feels bad for what happened,” Sadie said.

How thoughtful of him to help pay for repairs. She didn’t expect Lunk to take credit or make a big deal out of it. The Supers enjoyed a good photo op, but this blunder wasn’t something they would want to draw attention to.

Amit typed a quick text, then tucked his phone in his jeans pocket. “Get home safely,” he said.

Sadie thanked him while Nyah said, “Enjoy your day off. Let me know if you figure out how to get out of the abandoned factory.”

Her coworkers moaned about their latest videogame obsession and where they’d both gotten stuck. Sadie stooped to retie the lace on her white canvas sneaker.

“Let me know if the repair company calls,” Amit said.

“We will,” Sadie said.

He headed to the right. Sadie fell in step with Nyah in the opposite direction. There was never much traffic—foot or car—in the business district at this time of night. The quiet city glow was one of her favorite things about living here. Being out and about while the rest of Vector City was tucked inside.

“I hope the window does get fixed this week,” Sadie said. “Then I can tell my mom it’s been taken care of.”

“Is she still being paranoid about your unsafe work environment?” Nyah asked.

“Oh yeah. She’s called every day.”

“Yeesh.”

“I guess I can’t blame her. It’s a bit ridiculous for us to have had so many incidents.”

Ny slid her thick elastic headband down around her neck. She patted at her two curly high puffs. “My mom thinks I should move back to Oceanview because it’s safer there.”

“My mom thinks living in any city is a dangerous gamble. If it’s not incidental damage, it’s all thecrime.” Sadie widened her eyes the way her mom did when she acted like bad things didn’t happen in small towns or the suburbs.

A familiarwhooshechoed in the sky. Flight had been watching the area more lately. Probably from the recent bank break-in.

“Speaking of.” Sadie pointed up.

Flight zoomed over a few low rooftops, his bright red cape flapping behind him. He studied the ground for any signs of trouble.

“Big help he is now,” Nyah muttered. “A few days ago would’ve been nice.”

“The Supers can’t be everywhere,” Sadie said.

“The Villains aren’t fools. They’ll avoid this area. It’s pointless to patrol here.”

“I don’t mind. It makes me feel safe.”

Nyah studied her, a smirk playing about her lips. “You are so loyal to them. Like the Supers can do no wrong.”

“I can’t help it,” Sadie said. “Ever since I saw Race and Catch save that school bus full of children. It was stuck on the train tracks. Catch stopped the train with her bare hands.” She stretched out her arms to demonstrate. “Literally slowed it to a crawl.”

“And then Race pushed the bus off the tracks in the nick of time,” Ny said. Then she grinned. “You love to tell this story.”

“So? It was frightening and amazing to watch.”

“And is the reason you have a marginally unhealthy obsession with Catch.”

Warmth seeped into Sadie’s cheeks, but she didn’t care. “Catch is the best.”

“Nah. Give me Lunk and all that weight pressing down on me.” Nyah gestured at her voluptuous figure. “He could handle all this.”

“He’d be lucky to handle all that.”