Back at the house on Vertigo Street ... Lightning Lad was staring pensively into the night sky, "They'll be half way to the rendezvous point by now." he reasoned. Reaching for the phone he dialed headquarters, "The
lambs are in the field." he said nonchalantly, and hung up.
Lightning Lad had always known this day would come, but it didn't make it any easier for him now that it had.
His family was now enmeshed in the Corporation's plan to defeat the devious Dr. Stranglehold's diabolical scheme of world domination.
Scotland would be aware of this attempt to thwart its dastardly resolve and would most certainly be setting a trap for our heroes upon their arrival.
"Betty and Phil will be ready for any eventuality." thought Lightning Lad, much the same way a can of mustard would, after being left in the sun, if mustard came in a can, and thought, and had known Betty or Phil the way Lightning Lad had.
"They damn well better be!" screamed a quiet voice from the direction of the front hallway.
"Who is reading my mind?" sputtered Lightning Lad. It could only be one person: Goju Ryu, the Mastermind.
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