Chapter 2
Dr. Metner walked into his office suite in the Krupki Building. It was early and soon the sun would be rising over Lake Michigan, so the first thing he did was close his blinds, even before removing his jacket. Then he set down the umbrella he hadn't needed this morning, sat down and logged on to his computer.
Amidst the mundane was the email he was looking for. Their agent in the Coroner's Office reported that MacDonald Gargan had been impaled on a lightning rod and then thrown thirty stories to the street below.
Because their Scorpion was better.
Now if only he knew who their Scorpion was.
He was confident that their Scorpion would reveal himself sooner or later. For right now it could wait. His superiors in A.I.M. were focused as usual on New York and on their moles in Stark Industries. He could afford to wait and see which rock their Scorpion would crawl out from under.
