It begins with the smell of toner and pretzels, in the cramped, buzzing hall of a comic book convention. Here we meet our players: Holden McNeil, the artist, lost in his sketches, and his business partner Banky Edwards, the loud-mouthed haggler. And then there’s Alyssa Jones, whose bright, fearless retort to a crude comment cuts through the noise. This is not a love story; it’s a story about th...
