Old Judge Capster clearly hadn't expected Alvin to be in such a hurry. After a moment's silence, he said, "I'm not ready yet. Rigidly applying New York State law to Mutants would have terrible consequences...
"I've been going through the Mutant case files George brought me these past two days. Many of them have powers that aren't very destructive, but..." Alvin nodded, feeling a little emotional. He thought of the two Mutants from yesterday. Dahlia was one thing, but even Jim Dean was a real headache... His power was uncontrollable. As soon as he opened his mouth to sing, he could cause a whole string of accidents. The Demon Hunter Bar had Succubi who could make sure fights there didn't turn deadly. But what about everywhere else? Alvin couldn't even imagine how many people would die if the guy put on a concert for tens of thousands. Just picturing thousands of people in the stands, eyes bloodshot as they beat one another senseless, made Alvin shudder... But you couldn't just make him stay quiet forever. That wouldn't be fair to him! That was the hardest part of managing Mutants. The complexity of it gave Alvin a headache just thinking about it... Alvin glanced at Old Judge Capster and shook his head sympathetically. "I'm not in that much of a hurry. As long as we can wrap this up within a month, that's fine.
"I'll have someone write up a report on what happened at the Demon Hunter Bar last night and send it to you. I hope it'll be of some help with the work you're about to start...
"I've taken on a thorny assignment, and it looks like you have too..." As he spoke, Alvin pointed to the Dragon Bone Wine sitting at the corner of the bar. He