Helen Menz wasn't like any other agent. Chaz had worked for The Shadow long enough to pick up on how he interacted with his agents, and the way he acted with her was not the same. Sure, he called her by her last name, and some of the friendliness was just an act for in public, but there was something else about the way he talked to her, something underneath the instructions. He talked to her almost like she was an equal. She knew it was irrational, the other woman was probably a decade older, and it was pretty clear that even though she was new on the scene here, she was somebody who'd worked with him before. Chaz spent a lot of time observing, looking for details and hints. She read Sherlock Holmes under the covers (and hid them from anyone her own age who came over). If she didn't know better, she'd say The Shadow liked Helen Menz. In her daydreams, she worked her way up to being a valuable agent, held her own in shoot-outs and dealt with thugs twice her size bare-handed. In her dreams The Shadow looked on her with approval, and let her work by his side. In her dreams, Chaz Walters took the place of Helen Menz.
Yeah, I can see that...
Date: Feb. 2nd, 2010 08:25 pm (UTC)He talked to her almost like she was an equal.
She knew it was irrational, the other woman was probably a decade older, and it was pretty clear that even though she was new on the scene here, she was somebody who'd worked with him before. Chaz spent a lot of time observing, looking for details and hints. She read Sherlock Holmes under the covers (and hid them from anyone her own age who came over). If she didn't know better, she'd say The Shadow liked Helen Menz.
In her daydreams, she worked her way up to being a valuable agent, held her own in shoot-outs and dealt with thugs twice her size bare-handed. In her dreams The Shadow looked on her with approval, and let her work by his side. In her dreams, Chaz Walters took the place of Helen Menz.