Publisher's Synopsis
Fifteen year old Jim would rate a triple black belt. That is if he had undergone any formal training. He hadn't. His father had taught him, since the age of four. However, that hardly qualified him to become a Superhero. Neither did the gift of a small black mouse for his birthday. Or did it? The rumours of a huge black panther stalking the city streets were becoming more and more prevalent. A strange animal that only attacked criminals in the very act of their crimes. Then Jim's life changed, and so did the rumours
