A Clue to Her Birth Father

"There was a clue in the letter?" the old lady asked.

The girl nodded. "Yes. The letter wasn't signed, but it said the amulet was for the sender's unborn child and included a prayer for Susanna's safe delivery.

"My mother only had one child—me. She came from a traditional Catholic family, so abortion wasn't allowed. That's why I believe the letter was about me, and the amulet was meant for me too.

"If Arnold sent the letter and the amulet, why would Lorin hide them among my mother's belongings instead of telling me? So I went to ask her. That's how I found out I'm not Arnold's child."

Well, that was one hell of a family secret. Henry said offhandedly, "Isn't the amulet a clue to your birth father? Haven't you looked into it?" "It isn't a common product. I couldn't even find out where it was bought, so how could I use it as a clue?" As she spoke, Lorna Dane took out a red metal amulet and placed it on the table.

One look at it, and Henry's eyes went wide.

The amulet had a striking M motif. Its shape also resembled a certain domed helmet.

Everyone knew Magneto's name began with M, and red was his signature color. Henry hadn't even checked what metal it was made of, but nothing short of beating a Kryptonian to death would make him believe the thing in Lorna Dane's hand had nothing to do with Magneto.

Henry's expression gave him away. The other girls didn't dare ask him outright, but the old lady had no such reservations. "Henry, do you recognize this amulet?"

Coming to his senses, the Kryptonian lied without hesitation. "No. How could I recognize it? I just thought it looked unusual."

Four death glares hit him at