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fully into the glass for a moment. If the worst happened, at least the police would be able to identify him.
    “Enter your PIN.”
    Danny typed it in wrong, buying time. Surely the bank parking lot had some kind of security service doing rounds. He remembered to make his hands shake, which wasn’t too hard. “You’ve got me all flustered.”
    “You don’t look like the easily flustered type,” the leader said harshly. “Do it right, or you’ll have a scar to remember and I’ll take your car.”
    Danny’s heart froze.
    “Yeah, I saw the kid. Now enter your PIN!”
    His hands shaking for real, Danny carefully entered the correct number. He pushed the button for Withdrawal and then the one for Checking Account. He was about to reassure the leader that he would withdraw the maximum amount when a third voice spoke up.
    “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to play with knives?”
    Danny looked up in surprise. A massive hulk of a man stood calmly to one side, his arms folded over his chest. He wore an outfit that could’ve come out of one of th e X-Me n movies. Something disguised his voice so that it had a metallic sound.
    The man’s expression flickered for a moment as he glanced at Danny, as if he were surprised. Then his focus returned to the man with the knife.
    Danny heard the other robber stutter and turn to run. A cheerful man’s voice said, “Not so fast.” Danny turned to see another strangely costumed man stretch out his leg and trip the robber.
    Danny blinked hard. What…?
    The robber got up to run again, but the costumed man stretched out his arm — yes, he was seeing what he thought he was seeing — the man stretched his arm at least four feet and grabbed the robber’s collar. Then he stretched his leg out — several feet longer than should’ve been possible — and tripped the fella again. All without moving from where he stood.
    Like Danny, the knife-wielding robber just stood and stared.
    The big man moved forward to grab the leader. The leader turned quickly, bringing the knife in low and fast.
    “Watch it!” Danny called.
    But the big man didn’t move. The knife hit him squarely in the stomach…and didn’t sink in. Did the man have Kevlar in his outfit?
    Before Danny could understand what was happening, the two costumed men had shoved the two robbers against a post, back-to-back, and zip-tied their hands together. The big guy took the switchblade knife and hit the button to send the knife back into the handle with a click. Then he grabbed both ends of the knife and twisted his hands down.
    Danny gaped. The man had bent the knife at a thirty-degree angle. With his bare hands.
    “Wh o ar e you?” Danny heard his voice crack.
    “Stretch and Superhero X, at your service.” The wiry man who could move in unnatural ways bowed and grinned. He extended his hand and Danny numbly reached forward to shake it. It felt like a normal hand.
    “Show off,” muttered the big guy. “Your card is still in the ATM, sir. Did they get anything from you? Hurt you in any way? The police will be here soon. You’ll need to stay and make a report. You can wait in your car with the doors locked, if you like. We’ll wait here until the officers arrive.”
    Danny nodded and hit the buttons on the machine to get his card back. When he turned, he saw the big man leaning over and looking in the window of his car. The man’s fingers squeezed together twice, imitating Ben’s childish wave from inside. Danny saw the man smile, and Ben shrieked with laughter, kicking his legs against his car seat and reaching toward the window.
    The man stood up, saw Danny watching, and cleared his throat, wiping any expression from his face.
    “I-I don’t understand,” he said to the big man. He turned to the other guy. “Who are you again?”
    Both men’s costumes covered a good deal of their faces. All he could see was a strong white chin on the big guy, and an angular black chin on the wiry fella. The man who called