Oh no, I know him, even in his plain clothes, he’s an Ultra Hero.
“Karra, is that you?” I ask in a far more panicked tone than I intended.
“Shush mate, follow me,” he says as he forces his way through the crowd.
I follow in his wake, being careful to not make eye contact with anyone. He leads me into a nearby alleyway, faces away from the street and simply says, “Now, talk.”
I was too panicked to notice at first, but being lead into a quiet alleyway by an Ultra Hero may not have been the safest choice for me. But I’m here now, so what does Karra know, what does he want me to say?
“What about?” I ask guardedly.
Karra says nothing, staring back at me from behind his large black sunglasses that mostly cover the entirety of his forehead as well.
“What do… you know?” the question slipped
