With no power comes no responsibility.
Ben Reilly, an aging and down on his luck private investigator in 1930s New York, is forced to grapple with his past life as the city's one and only superhero.
It won't end the way you want it to.
You're an investigator. Investigate.
The quicker you prove it, the quicker they die.
I don't know, I think he's still got it.
Careful is for stock tips and hot sauce.
If you haven't found the answer, it's because there isn't one.
I can't protect you when I'm dead.
Gee whiz, what's a down-on-his-luck private investigator to do?
