Chapter Eleven
“Strike?” I said, standing up and looking at the angry superhero. “Um, uh, funny seeing you here. I thought that you were still out fighting Mudslide in Oakland.”
“Beat him within five minutes of arriving there,” said Strike. His tone was cold. “Flew back just in time to learn that Slime took a nap and let you wander around the Cavern without supervision.”
“Listen, Strike, it's not what you think it is,” I said. “I, uh, er, was looking for the bathroom. Yeah, that's it. I needed to use the bathroom, but I wasn't sure what floor it was on, so—”
“Why didn't you ask Slime, then?” said Strike, cutting me off without even the slightest hint of an apology in his tone. “He could have pointed you to the bathroom, which is located on the main floor directly across from the librar
