Sliced Bread 2: The Greatest Thing Since Sliced Bread

At some point, the search for Plan B became fun. I don't know what that says about me, that I can really get into the effort to totally screw over a fellow human being like this. But for the past couple of days I haven't been worrying about it. I'm worrying about it now, now that I'm writing this, but not too much. She'll get over it. At least, she will if she ever figures out that anything happened.

Which all makes it sound like I've got a real nasty plan all cooked up. I don't. But I do have a couple of things I know I'll need for one.

Mostly what I've been doing is crouching in front of the computer and digging like a fiend through Greyghost's database and various other sources of information. I've also gone out and talked to some people, and talked to some other people about talking to some people.

First, I was trying to find out exactly how Claudia Calhoun figured out Surefire's secret identity, and how she was going about trying to find out Greyghost's. The reasons for this are obvious and need no elaboration.

Second, I needed a very special supervillain.