Aug 31, 2022
“Ugh, don’t say it.”
From the moment he received the call he knew who was responsible. There was a familiarity in having an arch nemesis. He felt he knew what made the doctor tick just as well as his own boss. Like clockwork they did this, over and over until one or both of them ran out of steam and died somewhere on a busy street in front of curious onlookers. If that was what it took, that was what it took. Goldheart was nothing if not a tenacious man. Patience was where he fell rather short.
He hung onto the door of the aircraft, lingering in the threshold and looking on with squinted eyes. At least the mad scientist hadn’t taken off with it yet. The latter being the key word. He needed to be faster.
“Out with your hands up, Kenning.”
