Never has there been a more fitting synergy between writer and artists than in Powers, and this volume is like the best song you’ve ever heard, the kind that rips out your heart and makes you close your eyes to feel it all a bit more. I was literally broken up by the time I had finished, staying up into the wee hours of the morning to make it to the end, and then flipping back and re-reading to savor the experience. Far from the slightly disjointed third volume, this fourth one brings all the threads that have been tangling in the background of Powers to the fore with a vengeance. Following the gruesome death of one of the members of the most popular superpowered group in the city, Walker and Pilgrim are chasing all over the city for the remaining two members trying to alternately apprehend and protect each. Little do they know the murder and its repercussions will run far deeper than a clean murder investigation. As the story unfolds, neither detective will be the same, and one will be shattered far beyond what most of us could stand. An excellent installment, a perfect marriage of art and word, and one kicker of a twist at the end make it awfully hard to wait for the next tale.