I never created DC characters.
Reverend Amos Howell nodded as soon as a cashier gave one bag to him. After he opened the shop door, he went outside and looked around. Reverend Howell faced Supergirl as she stood near him and frowned. His eyes were a bit wide for more than a handful of moments.
''I thought you were going on patrol,'' Reverend Howell said.
''You weren't in the store for a long time,'' Supergirl answered.
''I'll join you,'' Reverend Howell said before he began to search for crooks with Supergirl.
One man ran from a bank.
A facial scar was recognized. They pursued him.
THE END