The Emerald Avenger v. the Corruptibles, Part Twenty-Five
 Continued from Part Twenty-Four The Emerald Avenger flew overhead in the Avenging Eagle near Marco’s house, a drab green, old world home with a french window that opened to a balcony over the four-columned porch. He hadn’t decided which corrupted cop to go after next, so he’d terrorize Marco a bit. Something pinged off the…
