Team-Ups and Crossovers (Wearing the Cape, #6)

by Marion G. Harmon

My second snow globe jump had been pretty quiet, at least once I’d finished helping a New York homicide detective and her tag-along writer friend with their investigation (it hadn’t worried me that the writer had figured out I was a superhero—since super-powered types didn’t exist there nobody’d believe him).

And now I was a supervillain mastermind. It’s official, this reality completely and truly sucks.

Behind her she heard Master Chief say, “You know what? I think that might have been the real Halo disguised as a fake Halo.”

“It is a law of the universe that if a new superhero comes to town, no matter how big the town, he will run into its current protector and there is going to be a misunderstanding ending in a fight. Then they’re going to team up to deal with a situation that neither could have handled alone. It’s one of those karmic laws of superheroing.”

you should see more of your friends than you do the penguins.”

“So what exactly makes good pulled pork anyway?”

to answer your woefully Yankee-ass question, it’s the tenderness of the meat and whatever secret is in the sauce. Good pulled pork is juicy, falls apart on the fork, and melts in your mouth like a meaty rich snowflake.”