Justice from the Shadows

Despite Josh’s reservations, he was trying hard to support my night-time activities. After all, Phantasm was part of me. She was my darker side who didn’t rest until people paid for their crimes. If anyone didn’t like how she fought crime, they could blame the assholes who took what they wanted from innocents.

Speaking of Josh, we were still taking things slow. In the end, he understood I had to have some space. It wasn’t that I didn’t love him. My problem was my feelings changed for Josh when I was with Ryan. My husband’s suspicions were correct, but I did my best not to act on them. Instead, I pushed the two men together and cultivated a friendship between them while tending to my child. It was enough of a distraction that I never thought about what could have been between Josh and me. Not until I lost Ryan. But one day at a time. When I was able to forgive myself, then I’d move on.

Meanwhile…

Once again, I was suited up and ready to act. My hood was in place along with the mask. I was focused. People looked past me, unaware I walked beside them. Each night, I did my patrol of the city—on foot and by car when needed. There was a lot of work to be done, but I was ready for the task.

“Are you there, Phantasm?” Debbie’s voice came through the comm.

“I am. What’s up?”

“Situation by the stadium.”

“I’m on it.”

Eventually, I’d find my answers.

In the meantime, I had a city to protect.