CHAPTER SEVEN
“Iron Angel?” I said in surprise. “The Iron Angel? One of the greatest superheroes of all time?”
Iron Angel nodded. “Yes. I’m glad to see that you seem to have heard of me. That means I don’t need to introduce myself.”
“That’s because my boss—” I caught myself before I accidentally revealed my identity. “I mean, you’re pretty famous, you know.”
“Beams, there’s no reason to be coy about your identity,” said Iron Angel in an amused voice. “I know who you are and who you work for.”
I stepped backwards involuntarily. “You do? But my license—”
“Don’t worry,” said Iron Angel with a wink. “I won’t tell anyone. I know all about the laws regulating sidekicks. Your secret is safe with me.”
My mouth opened and closed several times because words just would not come out for some re
