The Wolf And The Spider

Chapter 10~ Mr. Criminal

Peter's POV

"May?" I called, peeking my head in the living room.

"Come on," Melody said, leading me to my bedroom.

"You're so bossy," I laughed.

"Shut up. Hey, put your suit on and ask Karen if she can help figure out who the bridge guys were. I don't know if your suit records stuff like mine, but it's worth a shot."

"Again. Bossy. And why don't we use your suit? We know for certain it records things," I suggested.

"Yes, but I spent the whole time focused on not letting you die, rookie. My footage is no good."

"Fine," I huffed, slipping into the suit. "Hey, Karen. What's up?"

"Hey, Peter. How was your Spanish quiz?"

"Listen, I was wondering if you could help me. I'm trying to figure out who the guys under the bridge were that night, but I mean, I can only kind of remember part of a license plate."

"I can run facial recognition on the footage of that encounter," Karen told me, a string of data appearing in front of my eyes.

"Footage?"

"I knew Dad put recording software in your suit," Melody grinned.

"Yes, Peter. I record everything you see," Karen told me.

"Everything?" I gulped.

"Everything."

"Like all the time?" I asked.

"It's called the Baby Monitor Protocol."

I threw away my pen in irritation, "Yeah, of course it is. Um, yeah, just roll it back to last Friday."

"With pleasure." Karen showed footage of me fooling around in front of my full-body mirror in my spider suit mask. "Hey, everyone. Yeah, kick-ass party. Hey, what's up, Liz? Peter's told me a lot about you," I said in the footage, winking.

"No, no, no. No, no, no. This is just me messing around. Go later in the day, later in the day."

"You mess around in your suit? Kinky. How do you clean it?" Melody asked and I blushed.

"Not like that!'

" It is I, Thor, son of Odin!" the recording of me said.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. That's definitely... no. That's definitely not what we wanted to watch. Just..."

"Your impressions are very funny," Karen told me.

"Fast-forward to the arms deal. Okay. The two on the right, who are they?"

"Searching law enforcement databases. No records found for two of the individuals."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing what?" Melody asked. "I can't hear what you hear, dude."

"Two of the bad guys don't have records."

"And the third?"

"One individual identified. Aaron Davis, age 33. He has a criminal record and an address here in Queens."

"Let's pay him a visit."

"Good, lead the way, Webhead."

 "Would you like me to activate the Enhanced Interrogation Protocol?" Karen asked as we found Mr. Criminal.

"Uh, yeah," I said and Melody snickered. In a parking building, the scruffy man from the weapons deal carried groceries to his car and Droney followed him. As he opened the trunk, I stuck his hand to the trunk with a web. Annoyed, Mr. Criminal stared at the spider drone.