She leaned against the front of Jaya’s Curry House as Griffith touched down on the sidewalk. He rubbed his wings and took a deep breath. Frederica smirked.
“Better luck next time, old man,” she said.
“Hey, wings vs wings, I’ll beat you any day,” he replied.
“And when that day comes, I’ll buy lunch,” she said. “But in the meantime….”
“Yeah, yeah,” he said. “Isn’t it unethical to abuse your powers for personal gain like this, though?”
“Absolutely.” She grinned and opened the door. “Now… I want to hear everything about this James.”
Frederica stopped by the dorm later in the afternoon to talk to Nila but her friend wasn’t back yet. So instead she wandered over to the VCU Review offices to help out with some editing. She was hoping Magh would be around so she could apologize for being so pushy, but no such luck.
“You’ve been holding out on me,” Karen said, leaning against Frederica’s desk with her arms crossed.
“Uh, what?” Frederica replied.
Karen slid a newspaper across the desk. The front page showed the CEO of Malus Software being dragged off in handcuffs. The police arrested him at the airport as he attempted to flee the country.
“You had something to do with this,” she said.
“Why would you think that?” Frederica asked.
“Because I’ve been paying attention,” Karen said. “How many people have just the right set of powers to pull off this kind of stunt?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “It’s a big town.”
“Hey, if you can’t tell me, that’s fine,” Karen said. “Just be careful out there. You can’t report the news if you are the news.”
“I know,” Frederica said. “But sometimes you just have to do the right thing, you know? Hypothetically, I mean.”
“Of course,” Karen said. “A little heads-up wouldn’t hurt, though. This could’ve been our front page.”