And all because Vandal Savage found them." My plans were to contain them, not kill them!" Bruce replied, almost snarling. The fact that it had been hi... plans, of all things, that had led to last week's results was a thorn in his flesh. Vandal had not only managed to stay one step ahead of him, but had also managed to crack his own firewall and steal the secret plans for the league. Bruce was aware that because of those plans, Clark had almost been killed."I know that, but you have to understand. He didn’t mind the sound, but the smell would probably make him retch, too. ‘First flight?’ he asked. She nodded. ‘We’ll be there soon.’ He looked down outside his window and saw the skyline of Columbus below him. He saw the Olentangy River snaking its way around the city and the unmistakable shape of Ohio State’s football stadium. He sighed softly and thought they’d only have another fifteen minutes to go. * * * * * ‘What do you mean you’re leaving?’ Keri shrieked, her eyes staring daggers at. The salesman we want to talk to is Dave Sarget. You know this is going to piss off Randy.”“Ok. We’ll go in and talk to them. As far as anything at home, you don’t say a word and let me deal with it.”Walking into the showroom, one of the pushy salesmen was striding up to us with a purpose. Mom cut him off, asking where Dave Sarget was. This didn’t please the guy, but he pointed to a desk in the corner. Dave Sarget was just an ordinary looking middle age white guy. We sat down and mom started. Financially it was not easy but our parents helped out when they could. On a freezing January morning in 1990, the 13th of January to be exact Jonathan was killed in a motorway pile-up. My world fell apart. Coping with his death and a five-month old baby was hard, so hard. f****y and friends were supportive but I became almost a recluse. The next few years were difficult to say the least. Karen was a beautiful c***d and she seemed the one thing I had left in the world. It wasn’t until a number.