In the Public Eye: Part 42
Kids don't really know adults. What I remembered of Jaclyn's grandfather from the picnics was a man who spent a lot more time laughing, telling funny stories, and coaxing me into racing Jaclyn. I think I only ever won one race. He gave me a forty-nine foot head start out of fifty feet and even then it was a near thing.
As a crimefighter though, he had the old school, "fight the criminals, and run from the cops" approach.
I wouldn't have expected it, but maybe I should have. The Heroes League pretty much defined the old school as well as bringing about it's demise. When you get popular, you don't have to run from the cops unless you want to avoid signing autographs.
"Now I don't know exactly what we would have done," he said, "except that Captain Commando would already be out there. He never did wait for anything."
He paused and thought for a moment.
"It seems to me that Daniel should be able to find them all if his powers are anything like his grandfather's."
"I'm weaker than he was," Daniel said.
"Ah, your grandfather wasn't any great shakes at the beginning. You'll do fine. Mind you, if all of you come at them at once, they'll run away. I'd say find them and then let one of you become visible. After that, the rest of you come out of the shadows."