She eased into the chair. Michael saw no point in it, but he knew better than to refuse her requests.

He handed the newspaper to Ben. “Make it happen.”

Ben nodded but paused at the door..

Debra looked up, asking, “Didn’t I tell you to contact them? Why are you still here?”

Ben held up the newspaper, pointing at a gaudy square in the bottom left corner. A cartoon Batman glared out, surrounded by decorative borders. The line went like this: “Bringing justice to the world! Add me on WhatsApp via the QR code below and submit your articles. P.S.: I’m the owner of New Age.”

Debra blinked, momentarily speechless. In this day and age, this was either genius or

madness.

She pulled out her phone and scanned the code. Up popped a profile, Batman staring back at her. She shook her head, half–expecting to hear a dramatic “I am Batman.”

and moments later, it was

Batman: [Who is this?]

want to submit

You can

emoji followed, ready for the latest

I’m near your office. Can I

there was no response. She sent a follow–up question mark but received a pop–up of the message being

commented,

withering look, and he

I’m going to their office,” she

They piled into vans, Debra leading the charge like a general

stormed into the building, her entourage fanning out behind her. The staff inside froze, eyes wide with panic. Some ducked under

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