BLÜDHAVEN
APRIL 1, 23:57 EDT
It had not been a very good day for Dick. (April 1 rarely was, but he was trying not to think about that.) And now, with all the tactical discussions and base preparations behind him, he was ready to go home. He paused for just a moment, casting one final look around the warehouse.
Well, it was the best he had been able to pull together on short notice. It had been one of his own private safe houses, so it was already wired with enough security and computer equipment to serve as a temporary base for the Team. As for living accomodations…well, there was only so much he could do. The place had beds and a fridge now