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Chapters (78)
  1. COVER
  2. Fluff
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  53. CHAPTER FIFTY
  54. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  63. CHAPTER SIXTY
  64. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  65. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  66. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  67. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
  71. CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
  72. CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
  73. CHAPTER SEVENTY
  74. CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
  75. CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
  76. CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
  77. Epilogue
  78. About the Author

5. Go to a zoo with the Boss

Her life goals weren’t going to get done if she didn’t help the Boss catch that weaselly Homie guy, though. “We almost there, Boss?” Teddy asked.

“I . . . Almost, I think,” the Boss said. “I don’t think this is a very busy part of town.”

It really wasn’t. They’d been walking past a bunch of homes with the occasional apartment complex sprinkled in. There were stores and stuff, but they were all little things. A butcher’s here, a hairdresser there. Nothing too cool.

“I think it’s supposed to be there,” the Boss finally said as she pointed across the street. She looked at her phone again, then nodded. “Yes, that looks like the right place.”

The right place turned out to be a little corner store, of all things. It had signs out front for beers and stuff like that, and a couple of older guys sitting on a bench, both drinking out of some paper bags.

“Man, that’s a lame place to make a Villain base,” Teddy said. “When we get a supersecret base, it should be a lot cooler.”

Emily made a noise that sounded like a really lame growl. Teddy was a bit embarrassed, but she didn’t want to point it out to the Boss and make her feel bad about her growling. She’d show her how to do it later.

“Should we go in and try and see if we can find that Homie guy?” Teddy asked.

“I . . . no, not yet. Let me call Melanie first.” The Boss moved over to the side and started tap-tapping some stuff onto her phone.

Teddy shrugged and plopped herself down on the curb so her legs could stretch out between two cars. She still had a good view of the corner store in case some fat capitalist tried to sneak out of it.

“Um,” the Boss said. “Melaton is on her way.”

“Cool,” Teddy said. “So what’s Homie look like, anyway?”

“Uh. I . . . don’t know?”

“Huh,” Teddy said. She stuck a finger in her nose to clear it out. “Well, maybe we should ask? We should know what our prey looks like.”

“R-right, that’s a good idea,” the Boss said.

Teddy basked in the glow of occasionally having good ideas while she continued to wait. The Boss tap-tapped some more, then knelt next to Teddy to show her a photo. “This is Homie in costume,” she said.

The photo wasn’t the best. It was all smudgy and the angle was kinda lame, but it did picture some guy with a print bandanna around his lower face and a big blue beanie atop his head. His clothes looked like they were two sizes too big, and he had a bunch of chains around his neck for some reason.

“That’s a lame costume,” Teddy said. Even her pimp outfit had more flair.