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12 Rise of the Green Goblin
Norman Osborn threw aside the latest Sun-Herald in disgust. More reports of crime that hadn’t been foiled by SpiderGirl or those two new vigilantes. ‘Of course it hasn’t!’ He then went to his laptop and logged into a specific server on his company’s network. He looked at the progress in testing of the Glider design.
Prototype complete.
That was good news. He could take it and use it. He left the office and went to the workshop.
“Mr. Osborn!” one of the techs said.
“Mr. Cross. You report that the prototype is ready?”
“It is Mr. Osborn. Testing will start this afternoon.”
“Excellent! Keep me apprised.” He grabbed a document that lay on the table next to them. It was a manual for the prototype. He looked around. There was no one there. He took the manual and left.
He then took it to his office. ‘I’ll read it later,’ he decided. He had a grand opening to attend.
( Quinn and Daria arrived at the Historia )
Norman Osborn threw aside the latest Sun-Herald in disgust. More reports of crime that hadn’t been foiled by SpiderGirl or those two new vigilantes. ‘Of course it hasn’t!’ He then went to his laptop and logged into a specific server on his company’s network. He looked at the progress in testing of the Glider design.
Prototype complete.
That was good news. He could take it and use it. He left the office and went to the workshop.
“Mr. Osborn!” one of the techs said.
“Mr. Cross. You report that the prototype is ready?”
“It is Mr. Osborn. Testing will start this afternoon.”
“Excellent! Keep me apprised.” He grabbed a document that lay on the table next to them. It was a manual for the prototype. He looked around. There was no one there. He took the manual and left.
He then took it to his office. ‘I’ll read it later,’ he decided. He had a grand opening to attend.
( Quinn and Daria arrived at the Historia )
