The Albino (Superhero Black Hole, part 83)

"OK, let's think through this," said Zoe. "First of all, why is it that Other Us were walking towards our building instead of _away_ from it?"

"Um..." I cupped my head in my hands as I tried to think. Then I saw the leather strap of the watch I wore on my wrist. "Zoe, check your watch."

"I don't have a watch."

"Then check your _phone_, then!"

"Right, right." She slipped her phone from her pocket, whilst muttered something about me having said "_then_" twice in one sentence.

"What time do you make it," I asked.

"Nine forty-three."

"My watch says nine _twenty-nine_. We didn't leave 'til nine forty-five! We were too early!"

"How do you know _your_ watch is correct?"

"Because I always check it and adjust it every hour to make sure it _is_ right."

"Damn it."

"So, other than your shitty time-keeping skills--"

She flipped me the bird.

"--what about that albino guy?"

"*What _about_ me?*"

Me and Zoe very nearly crapped our pants at the shockingly sudden guest appearance of the devil of which we spoke...