Casey tried the best she could to keep at a normal pace as she made her way through the pedestrian traffic around the subway station. It was hard for her to shake the feeling that something was wrong, and not in the “Mom’s off to foil the Ultrahumanite’s latest plot” kind of way. Reaching the brownstone that was the headquarters of the Justice Society, Casey took the full set of steps in one leap and was inside the building before she realized that she hadn’t needed to clear her entry with the security system.
Something was most definitely wrong. “Uncle Ted?” She called out, moving through the museum and into the working areas of the brownstone. “Tommy? Courtney?” The building was unusually quiet, giving way to more anxiety as Casey moved from room to room, but finding no one.
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