Case No. 16
We're on him now. The Giant. Forget the code names and mixed up pronouns, there's no time for that. We're a few hundred meters out from the Giant and the Seed of Sodom.
Case No. 15
The Thorned Tangle. Certainly lives up to its name. You know, "Thorned Tangle," is just a human translation. The real name of the region we are currently in is "Vuin" in the old tongue. Trap. And that is what it feels like.
Case No. 14
While I suspect Ms. Roussimoff has goals and motivations that are more complex than we perceive, I also feel, truly, deeply in my heart—the reign of Giants ended for a damn good reason.
Case No. 13
As mentioned in the prior Case File, we here at the Midnight Cafe and Diner are going to brew up a strong cup of Green Tea. And how does one make Green Tea? Well, we're going to start with some Ice Water.
Case No. 12
It would seem the Cafe and Diner Midnight needs to add Green Tea to their menu, if only temporarily.
Case No. 11
So, it would seem that I am here to stay. For how long? Hard to say, though I know that I will be working with Midnight until at least Ms. Roussimoff and her ilk have been served and the Cafe and Diner's presence in Palm Beach goes unthreatened.
Case No. 7
You must imagine my surprise at running into Midnight, far out of their ordained jurisdiction, in the middle of New Orleans, chasing down their current bugaboo—the Mangrove Syndicate