”“See you then.”I hung up and headed to Mark’s class. When I arrived, there was nobody in the room and a note on the door said that class had ...een canceled. I turned to leave the room and ran into Andy Stevens, a student that I knew vaguely.“Did you hear what happened?” he asked.“No,” I said warily.“Somebody in the class accused Professor Agnini of having an affair with a student in exchange for a better grade.”I suppressed a groan. It had to be about Staci. I was going to be VERY upset if Mark. .?' While Superman was presumably heading from Metropolis to Gotham City at something like Mach 5 or better, Batman called Alfred on the intercom and asked him to send Selina and Harley down to the Batcave. Selina at the time was busy in her room putting ideas into her journal about characters she could portray in future anticrime patrols. She was really starting to warm to the idea of being the Harlequin, with an almost unlimited number of costume disguises usable via the costume generator in. He had brought a book but any attempt to read had been in vain he could not stop his mind from wandering to that flight in February, when he had first met Elizabeth, and what had happened since...Ironically, it seemed the enormous fat man that he had so narrowly missed sitting beside on 'the' flight, was back. This time Nick's luck had run out, he was crushed between the side of the small plane and a vast and smelly man, plotting strategies for enforcement of a mandatory deodorant law, and. I walked up to the door of my home; I took the front door keys out of my handbag and opened the door.The washing machine in the kitchen had just finished. I was washing my son's leotards for gym practice and if I were quick they would be dried and ironed ready for their lesson after school. Just quick once around the place with the vacuum and put my leotard in on a hand-wash cycle.My wife Martina would be home quite soon. She had just been promoted at work to senior partner. That meant more.