In The Web Of Gotham

Confessions

Peter was trying to figure out how Batman had gotten a tracker onto him. He then thought to what Batman had said. He doesn't do everything alone...so he has help, help that hides in plain sight.

"Barbara must work with him then. She's the only person who visited recently," Peter rationalized. He heard the sound of a whip cracking in the distance, a feline figure flinging herself in the darkness to the window. Perching onto the windowsill, he could see her. His sister in her night job getup. A tactical suit with a cat aesthetic, black with white accents. Goggles that hid her eyes from others, but allowed her to see through walls to get the hidden spots where the safes were hidden. Her gloves having retractable claws, tipped with small but sharp glass cutters to allow her to get through windows and scale buildings. A belt on her waist, full of mostly empty pouches to keep money and jewelry into. With a single loop for her whip, black carbon fiber fabric threaded together into a strong weapon that can double as transportation across rooftops.

"Something wrong, Petey? You look like you've seen a ghost," She asked her little brother, seeing his worried expression.

"I just got out of a conversation with Batman...he figured out I was Spider-Man...he bugged my suit with someone helping him," He explained to her, her face looking shocked but...not entirely surprised.

"That's the Batman for you...always 5 steps ahead when you think you've gotten one step ahead," Selina said in a sultry tone.

"So what did the big bad bat want with my itsy bitsy spider?" Selina asked her little brother.

"Mainly to tell the GCPD who I was," He said.

"If he just wants you to stop lying, he wouldn't go to this extent. He wants something more. So spill Petey," Selina said. Tapping her brother on his head with her whip.

"He's going to train me. To do what he does but better," He revealed.

"There we go, Petey. There's that honesty. Well what's the issue about being trained by the Batman? Isn't that a good thing?" Selena asked.

"I'm just thinking covertly. If he trains me, that might lead him back to you," Peter said, concerned about his sister's night job.

"Chances are you'll meet him on a rooftop. Take the chance. You're always with a black cat, so you're bound for good luck eventually," Selena supported. Patting her brother's head and giving him a smile.

"What did you snag tonight? Is it money, jewelry?" Peter asked, shifting the topic of conversation.

"Hard drives actually. Corporate espionage, redacted files declassified, economic records that have some dicey dicey places where lots of cash is being pushed and pulled," Selena explained as she took out the various drives from her pouches and placing them on the table in front of Peter.

"Strong security in the drives?" Peter asked as he took the drives, carrying them to a computer and grabbing a cord.

"Think you can crack them before you need to head to work and...well tell the truth?" Selena asked her brother as he plugged one of the drives and looked at the security measures and just ticked his tongue a few times in disappointment.

"Please, I can get these done before breakfast. I don't know why these high profile politicians and rich folk don't use something like a Full Disk Encryption to hide their shit?" Peter said as he started typing into the computer.

"What're you looking at, exactly?" Selena questioned, leaning over Peter's chair watching him work.

"AES with a 128 bitkey. Shouldn't take long...and done," Peter said, focusing a bit before the screen was flooded with transaction records. Bank statements, stock portfolios with plenty of companies around the world. Although, Peter was noticing a pattern. LexComp, LexChemical, FedLex, and the list went on. There were so many subsidiaries under LexCorp.