Chapter 2: Sapphic Super-Science
Eighty percent of the floor area of Tiffany’s apartment was taken up by a single vast open-plan room, filled with expensive artworks, fashionable décor, and professional-level gym equipment. Ignoring all these things, Kimmy’s eyes immediately lighted on a huge assortment of electronic gadgetry piled up in one corner.
She went over and began to inspect it eagerly. “There’s some cool stuff here—where did you get it?”
“That’s from my last case,” Tiffany explained. “Cedric Gibson—the one the papers called the Radio Fiend. He’s behind bars now. But don’t waste time with that—we’ve got work to do.”
She found a map of the city and spread it out on a table. “The pink flash came from around here.” She indicated a point on the map. “Just as I thought—an old water
