First Superhero 1: The Second Super
reason why you’d want to go to a resort in the middle of small-town Indiana. Especially not when Indianapolis was nearby. Or an airport to take you someplace other than Indiana—because literally anywhere would be a better place to go on a vacation than here.
    “Wow, the Ilan. That’s pretty cool!” I said.
    Drew nodded. “Yeah, for sure. We’re about to head to the hospital to help her pack and get her stuff moved over to the hotel.”
    “Sweet. Let’s go,” I said.
    The three of us turned around and walked out the high school doors, and for some reason, my stomach twisted.

A SURPRISE VISIT
    F ROM M ACY’S WINDOW , I looked upon the horde of news crews that were camped in front of the hospital. They were desperate to get any morsel of information from Macy. Even though she’d said she doesn’t remember much, and most of what she did was just her fearing for her life. Still, the reporters wanted more. There were multiple guards stationed at her door and at other places around the hospital, as reporters were desperate and would do whatever it took to get a few seconds alone with Macy. If only they knew that both Macy and the superhuman that saved her were standing in the same room together. There’s no telling what they’d do to get the scoop on that story.
    “I’m really sorry about all you had to go through,” Macy said from behind me.
    I turned from the window to face her. She was sitting up in bed on top of the covers, while Drew and Michael were sitting down in two chairs next to the bed. “It’s fine,” I said as I went and sat down on the foot of her bed. “Really. You’ve been through a lot, too.”
    She chuckled and brushed some strands of hair behind her ear. “I guess we can just call it even.”
    I smiled and nodded. “Yeah, even.”
    From the corner of my vision I could see Michael elbowing Drew, who was in the middle of an overdramatic eye roll.
    “So, when are you getting out?” I asked.
    “Well, I could leave today if I wanted. I’ve had lots of hotels and apartment complexes offer me to stay there for free for the publicity. The hospital director told me I could stay here until they needed my room, since all the people at the hospital makes it a safer place and less of a target.”
    I tried to hide my wincing at hearing her describe herself as a “target.” It just didn’t seem right.
    “But Madeline hates staying here, so I think we’ll take one of those apartment complexes up on their offer this weekend.”
    “You’re so lucky,” Michael said. “Getting a kickass apartment and not having to pay any rent? That’s so nice.”
    Macy nodded her head. “I’m definitely not complaining.”
    “You gotta let us come over and check it out,” Drew said.
    “Of course! Why wouldn’t I?”
    “Well, you’re all big and famous now. We just don’t want you to forget about us little people is all,” Michael said.
    I chuckled, but not at Michael’s joke. Just at the fact that one of the most famous people on the planet was sitting right across from him, and he had no idea.
    “It’s so crazy though, isn’t it?” Michael said.
    “You’re going to have to be more specific,” Drew said with a scoff. There were way too many crazy things happening to choose from.
    “Just like…why here, you know? Like, why Ebon of all places? It’s just crazy.”
    I zoned out for a moment as I thought about it. I guess it really was weird that Richter came to Ebon of all places, and it just happened to be the place where I was living. It all seemed so strange.
    Before I could question it further, the door opened, bringing me back to the present. We all turned to see who it was. In walked Madeline, Macy’s older sister, and the only family she had. Madeline smiled at us as she walked in. Bags were under her dark brown eyes, and her brunette hair was in a messy bun, with strands hanging down around her face. Madeline was twenty-four years old, and worked as a graphic designer in

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