Goodwill:
"What?" As if this man could be anything or anyone other than Captain Liberty. "How do you mean, sir?"
"...My grandson... is being held hostage," Flynn explains. "At my home, several miles north of Manhattan... Three powered villains showed up, broke in, and got to my grandson's nursery--he's two years old-- and said they were holding him hostage until their demands were met. And their demand is difficult: they want Silver Streak. One of them, a man calling himself Breakneck, apparently has the same powers of speed as Silver Streak. I think Breakneck wants to settle old scores with his rival."
"And the problem," said the lieutenant, "as you know, is that no one's seen Silver Streak in weeks. I explained to Mr. Flynn that the last time we did, during the Impersonator business, Silver Streak's helmet came off, and a number of us present-- The Impersonator, and several police officers, including myself-- saw his face." The lieutenant glances at Cosmic Girl and White Lynx, who weren't present at that time. "There were... rather specific reasons why Silver Streak would have found that revelation particularly concerning. It's very unfortunate-- particularly right now-- but it's not exactly surprising that he's gone into hiding. He's probably not living anywhere in the New York area. With his powers, he could live anywhere. He could live in one state and work in another-- or Canada, for that matter. So there's no telling if he even knows about the crisis we're having right now."
"Since a child's life is in danger, I prefer to think that he does not know," said Flynn. "It doesn't matter. The facts are what they are, and we must work with them as we must."
The lieutenant nodded. "The message that we couldn't get Silver Streak, and why, was relayed to Mr. Flynn's house. The child's captors don't care about the facts. They've given us a deadline: noon, tomorrow."
"Which suggests a rescue mission," said Flynn.