It's tough to find any good news about the Jet Pack Mafia goons that I defeated a few weeks ago. (see posts Holliday Hellzone! Part One and Part Two, 12/19/04)
The goons are being held in The Catacombs, where the Feds like to keep parahuman prisoners. True, these guys aren't much of a threat without their body armor and jet packs, but if they were held in a regular prison it would be that much easier for other Jet Pack Mafia to break them out. A number of different states are currently squabbling overthe right to extradite them, but it looks like they'll face federal charges.
The Feds think there are more Jet Pack Mafia out there. Details are sketchy, but it looks like the founding members of the gang were all in the same Army unit and were all involved in testing out a personal battle system, code name Dragonfly. They thought it would be a good idea to use the Dragonfly armor to go into business for themselves. I don't know where the whole Roaring 20's gangster motif came from.
Anyway, one side benefit of the Jet Pack Mafia story is that I'm getting a lot of play in the national media, which is good for me.
It's all about me, isn't it? That was a rhetorical question, but the answer is "yes."