CHAPTER ONE
You know your job is weird when foiling a bank robbery is considered a slow day. Most of the kids at my school who have part-time jobs would think that a slow day is when you have few or no customers, but for me, as the sidekick of local superhero Rubberman, foiling a bank robbery is what we consider pretty ordinary, at least in comparison to fighting the kinds of supervillain freaks you deal with on a regular basis in this business. At least it happened after I got off school.
Of course, just because a bank robbery was ordinary doesn’t mean it was easy. I dodged a punch from a man at least twice my size, who wore a hood which obscured his features. I lashed out with a kick aimed at his knees, but when my foot connected, a loud ding sound could be heard, which was how I disco
