Heels in hand, Sharon dashed up the stairs of her office building. The final minutes of her day job always seemed to take the longest, but knowing she was having dinner with Paul tonight made it even worse. She burst through the door, slowed just enough to be sure she was alone, and sprinted towards the edge of the roof. Her amber hair flowed behind her in the breeze as she leaped off the building.
Wind rushed by as Sharon flew among the skyscrapers. Gone was her yellow blouse and navy pencil skirt. Instead, she wore the black and yellow mask and uniform that Metroville knew as the Yellow Finch. Rumors of an engagement ring at dinner had her stressed, but fighting crime calmed her nerves. There was still an hour before dinner, so she tapped her com-link and placed a call to Mayor Davis.