Inks by Horacio Ottolini, Colors by Melissa Kaercher

Originally appeared in Femme Noir: The Dark City Diaries, Issue #1

Commentary: When this story first appeared in the debut issue of the Dark City Diaries miniseries, a number of reviewers, accustomed to comic book characters having colorful monikers, mistakenly began referring to the mysterious heroine of Femme Noir as “Blonde Justice.” To set the record straight, the character is never called “Blonde Justice” or even “Femme Noir.” She has no name at all. Various characters may call her “The Blonde,” or other descriptive appellation, but our mystery woman has no super-hero codename, “Blonde Justice” or otherwise. It’s simply the title of this particular story.

– Chris

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Splash panel. Full-page splash of the guy at his desk, looking out the window of his office at the city, smoking a cigarette. Manifested in the smoke from his cigarette is a looming image of femme noir in close-up – fedora pulled low, one eye glaring out past the fall of hair, gun clenched in gloved fist near her face.

Caption: "The question of her identity has become obsession for some of us in the few years since she made her first appearance on the rain-slick streets of port nocturne.

Caption: "Officially, she doesn't exist.

Caption: "But…

Caption: "…among the denizens of this city's dark underworld, she is reality – flesh and blood and fiery vengeance.

Caption: "In hushed tones and conspiratorial whispers they admire her cold beauty and fear the ruthless eloquence of her blazing automatics.

Caption: "But even there – amid the shadows in which she is most at home – she has no name.

Caption: "She is a sweet mystery.

Caption: "She is an avenging angel.

Caption: "She is…

Title: (placed low on the page in a corner, in a typewriter font) "Blonde Justice."