The Browning brothers and the Diabolical Duo leaned against the wall of the warehouse while police officers loaded cultists into paddy wagons. The police arrived several minutes after Imp had sabotaged the ritual, causing most of cultists and monsters to flee and fight another day. Still, it was quite a haul.

"You were pretty amazing in there, Imp," Fred said. "Ever think about ditching the mask and taking the show on the road?"

Imp smiled. "That's quite an honor. I was a big fan of your exploits when you were in Kansas City."

Fred shrugged with feigned humility, prompting Jack to roll his eyes and look away from his brother.

"But I'm going to have to say no. I'm no longer that little girl. And you are no longer that boy detective."

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