Even with their sensible reasons, the whole affair just stirred up a question that’s been burning inside me most of my adult life: Why me? I’ve been asking myself that since before I even met the Avengers. Back when I was working at VistaCorp, why was I the only one who couldn’t sleep at night after learning of all the money they were stealing from customers? Why did I basically give up my job, give up my marriage, and spend three years in San Quentin, just so I could play Robin Hood? And finally—and this one still smarts—when VistaCorp’s nasty business became public to the world, why was I
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