"Chief, are you sure we don't need to make contact? We can have the entire cavalry here in minutes. We can even outsource to the Hero Association. You can… call Whiteking."
"I told you earlier, and I am telling you now—that is not a good idea."
Detectives Dorothy, Jake, and Prophet were outside Kitty's apartment building. Their eyes haven't left her windows for quite a while now, not even for a cup of coffee.
"It's not like I'm questioning your ability, Chief. But… are you sure Darkday's in there?"
"No. But the chances that he is are higher than if he's not there," Prophet said, chuckling as he waved Dorothy off. "Stop asking so many questions, you know I can't answer perfectly. I'm not a clairvoyant or a seer."
"...But that was your registered power in the registry."
