Origin of the Emerald Avenger, Part Twenty
Continued from Part Nineteen Marcos picked up the phone in his office. “Captain Welch here. Night Lord turn-ed himself in. He’s singing like a canary.” Marcos growled. Must he hold Welch’s hand? “Take care of it.” “Understood.” ### The Emerald Avenger stood across from Marcos’ office. Thank God he hadn’t killed Night Lord. No…
