The car traveled along a Gotham highway, mellow, upbeat jazz drifting from the radio. Schiller pressed a button, and after a brief burst of static, a news anchor's voice came on:
"Demonstrations on Diamond Street are still ongoing. Eighteen companies and more than two thousand employees have now joined the event. Calls for the Justice League to appear and fulfill their responsibilities as superheroes are growing louder, but there is still no word from any Justice League members. Stay tuned for further updates..."
Schiller frowned slightly and pressed the button again, switching to another station.
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Schiller pressed the button again. "Click."
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"Click."
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"Click."
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"Click."
"Brainiac..."
Schiller turned off the radio.
The car stopped outside a mansion on the left bank of the Gotham River. Schiller looked up and saw traces of a family name that had been scrubbed off the wall. It seemed to be a