The next day, Alvin got out of bed a little after nine...
He took a sip of the hot water someone had left by his bed, sniffled, and sneezed...
He was beginning to see what made the Mutants so formidable. Their abilities might not do much to him personally, but they could certainly affect him.
Dahlia had lost her temper the day before, and in the end, everyone in the bar had been sent to the hospital...
A whole gang of fearsome Demon Hunters and mercenaries had come down with headaches, fevers, and sneezing fits. Under the astonished gaze of the Gang nurses, they used up all the antibiotics in Bruto's hospital...
Dahlia had apologetically called over a luxury car, then left with a private doctor, taking John Wick somewhere unknown!
Before, Alvin had never gotten a firsthand sense of just how powerful Dahlia's ability was. Now, though, it seemed incredibly strong. It truly lived up to the saying, "An illness comes like a landslide, but leaves like a strand of silk." It really was a viral cold...
Combined with Jim Dean, who could stir up people's anger, it gave Alvin a new perspective on the Mutants. He had to reconsider the role of the Mutant Union...
Figuring out how to manage Mutants with such wildly different abilities was certainly a headache...
Because sometimes those people weren't killing or setting fires. What crime could you charge Dahlia with for giving you a cold?
"Sorry, ma'am, you're under arrest for releasing cold viruses..." That would be absurd!
Ginny must have heard the noise in the room. She pushed the door open and cautiously peeked inside...
When she saw Alvin was awake, the little girl let out an excited squeal, then charged over with her arms and legs flailing and dove into