3-D: Superhero, Ghost, Angel

By David Connor and E.F. Mulder

A superhero, a ghost, and an angel walk into a bar. Dario, the ghost, feels a sense of déjà vu. He died in a bar, and it seems like he might be reliving that terror over and over again. This time, however, there’s an angel at his side, Dondre, and that brings some comfort.

After a few t0o many drinks, Dwight, the superhero, reveals his animosity toward angels. He’s angry angels get all the credit when someone survives a deadly incident. People think angels are real, while most believe superheroes are only found in fiction.

When a wave of deadly crime sweeps across the country, Dario and Dondre become the prime suspects. Who is setting them up? All signs point to Dwight, the disgruntled superhero. Can the ghost and the angel prove themselves innocent? Will someone else die? And what of Dwight? Is he friend or foe?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Nov 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781646569502

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3-D: Superhero, Ghost, Angel

By David Connor and E.F. Mulder

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Copyright 2021 David Connor and E.F. Mulder

ISBN 9781646569502

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Thank you Belea and, as always, to JM. To all the superheroes, angels, and ghosts out there, thanks for your inspiration. Also, love to my Mama Cat.

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3-D: Superhero, Ghost, Angel

By David Connor and E.F. Mulder

Chapter 1

A superhero, a ghost, and an angel walk into a bar.

What can I get you? the bartender asks.

Three whiskies, the superhero says.

Three? The bartender chuckles. Rough day?

For sure, but only one’s for me.

The bartender looks around. You got two friends I can’t see?

Yup. They’re invisible.

A twenty placed beside a flickering plastic jack-o-lantern atop the bar gets the bartender moving. Invisible, eh? Well, it is almost Halloween, after all.

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In a sweater vest and black rimmed glasses, shaggy gray-haired, blue-eyed Dwight looked more middle-aged nerd than mighty superhero. The ghost knew Dwight was both. Two names. Two personas. It was something he’d discovered literally upon his last breath, when he also learned superheroes couldn’t save everyone.

This way.

A dozen occupied round wooden tables, manspreading drunkards, and high-heeled shoes on haphazardly placed feet or slipped off and left about made the trek toward the last empty seats in the darkest corner an obstacle course. Somehow, Dwight managed, all while balancing three glasses of rich brown liquor in one palm.

Funny thing. He sat. Every year for Halloween, I’d dress as one of three things—a ghost, an angel, or a superhero.

You see us and know what we are?

I do, Dwight whispered to the angel seated at his left.

Because you’re a superhero? the ghost asked.

Sexy accent. Dwight easily found his ear, too.

Thanks. Puerto Rican. I’m Dario.

Come here often, Dario?

The superhero isn’t super original.

And the angel thinks he’s a wise guy, Dwight said.

Name’s Dondre.

I go by Dwight. What makes you think I’m a superhero, Dario?

I don’t seem to have much control over where I go, Dario liked the first question better, ever since I’ve been…

"Muerto?"

Yeah. He thought the superhero cocky, even in his incognito persona. "Muerto."

That’ll work itself out in time, Dondre promised.

You the sexy Latino ghost’s stupid guardian angel or something?

"You got