Suddenly, my ph as I was about to make something up, lucky me.

  "Give me a sec," I took out my pho's from Josh.

  "Hey," I answered his call as I walked away from the girls. "You alright?"

  "Yeah, I'm good. Morris died yesterday. They found his body in the gas station's bathroom. The cops came looking for me, but your alibi pn worked. They asked a couple of questions a away. You think that ice dy killed him and then came for me?" Josh whispered with a deep ed voice, as if afraid, that might even be listening.

  "You know how he died? I mean, anything the ight have slipped out while interrogating you?" I asked in a low tone.

  "Yeah, something about stabbing injuries as if someoabbed and killed him with a pointy object or something like that, but they didn't find any ons at the se, oh, and there was water all around him. I went to take a peek at the se and guess what? No water pipes or anything were broken... So..." Josh's voice trailed away.

  "The ice dy must have stabbed him to death with her ice. The ice melted, thus no sign of ons, but water, everywhere. You got lucky yesterday. Listen to me, Josh. Don't poke around and wait. You want to find your daughter, you wait, got it? You gotta y low. I'll find her, but if you die out there, where do you think she's going to go?" I asked, his sileelling me he had heard what I said loud and clear.

  "Ok. I... I'll do as you say Spiderman. And thank you and your friend... Just be careful. These guys are dangerous," His words came as a whisper from the speaker.

  "I'll do, Josh," With that said, the call ended. I pocketed my phone and walked toward MJ and Gwen.

  "Everything alright?" Gwen asked as her eyes traveled from MJ toward me.

  "Yes, nothing big. It was a guy from the stock market app pany, been annoying me for days. Bro wants to be the middleman or something... But I'm doing fine just on my own, so why should I pay someoo do stuff when I do it better than anyone? Sorry, rant, done," I gave her an awkward chuckle, "So... About tonight... How about Tuesday? Sot a bunch of stuff to do tonight. Some things I got to take care of," I told Gwen with a faint smile.

  "Tuesday, done. See you, then."

  She sounded sad and tinued on with her jogging, probably because it was a no, but holy...

  "She looks sad..." MJ broke the silence.

  "I should go after her..." I scratched the bay head.

  "Yeah, you should. It's not like we are dating... or something..." She sounded as if she was unsure of what to feel about it. "I'll get going. You go get her."

  "Don't get the wrong idea. We are just friends and we used to watch movies in the past. Just that, nothing else. So, yeah... Nothing big, ok?" I assured her.

  "Yeah, sure," MJ replied sarcastically as she jogged away, leaving me alone.

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  Now then... How am I going to do this...? Do I chase Gwen? o after MJ? And here I thought a phone call would save me. Dang! Girls are hard to deal with sometimes... Why 't they just uand a friendly with each other?

  I chase after Gwen first...

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  "Gwen, wait up!" I shouted as I ran after her. Some might call me simp for chasing after her right now, but e on. It's Gwen Stad she's alone, all by herself in her house. What if something happens to her? What if someone breaks in? Yeah, better be safe than sorry, right? Nothing more, nothing less. I'm helping her iime of her needs just like how he used to save 'Peter' from bullies all these years.

  Gwen stopped jogging but didn't look back. I caught up to her soon enough and stht behind her. She didn't turn back; she just stood still with her back fag me. Her blonde hair flowed along with the m wind as if she were a character straight out of a movie se.

  "Gwen, hey... Sorry about that. Let's watovies tonight. I'll bring the snacks," I wen my best smile. She turned around and looked into my eyes with her beautiful blues before smiling back at me.

  "You sure about that? I mean, I know you are bad at lying. Back there, you said that because of MJ, right?" She asked with a soft giggle, "It's okay. I don't mind. I get it. If you want to hang out with her, that's fine, Peter. I mean, it's alright... You guys are living together and all..."

  "Haaa... It's not like that. MJ's dad is in hospital, haven't got many days left... You know how he was, right? So, when we moved, I asked her to stay with us, you know, that neighborhood isn't that safe and May was ed about her... Obviously, she deed, but I insisted. So, till she gets financially stable, she's staying over. That's all," I y out the truth, well, sort of.

  "Dang! It's not good to talk about people behind their backs but that guy was a drunken slob. The way he used to yell and curse MJ, just so that he could gamble their life savings. Well, not that I know the truth, I'm gd you guys are helping her out of that mess, but you know why I am angry?" Gwen asked as she narrowed her eyebrows.

  "Cause I didn't tell you about my new house and kinda missed your call st week and never called you back? Whie is it? Yes or yes?"

  "Bingo!" Gwen punched me on the chest softly. "I mean, what the heck man! We live in the same pd never run into each other. How could you? At least try to keep us in the loop."

  "Yeah, I'll do my best. It retty hectic for the past couple of weeks with the moving and furnishing and all. Tell you what, this weekend Ned is ing back, so, robably all hang out together. What do you say?" I made the best smile ever.

  "Sounds perfect, but we are having that movie night, tonight, right?" She asked iement.

  "Yup! I'll see you tonight at your house... 7:00 PM?"

  "Yes, at seven, and snacks on you," Gwen hit my chest before leavianding there. I waved her off, and after a while, began making my way bay house.

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  [Noon]

  After putting on my suit, I began my daily patrol. Saving one woman being chased, webbing a few purse snatchers, I even saw three girls fug each other, online. Ofans, I guess. They are shooting... My spider seingles. I webbed up on the roof and looked around. Something is going on down there... In that er. Sounds of gunshots, grunts, and muffled screams. Three guys with guns. Civilian shot. Cops will be here soon. Gotta check it out myself.

  "You shouldn't have opened your mouth in the court," One of the thugs with a shotgun over his shoulder yelled, "And now? Haha, you don't get your mouth no more. I wonder what happeo it? Hm, you don't remember? This," the other, bald thug spped the guy's face with his revolver. The third one remaiill, pointing a handgun at him while the woman, whose hair was c her face, remained in one er. She had a little girl who looked like... around 6, huggiight, c her eyes as she cried.

  Ok. Time to save the day... Wait! Fuck! That was so stupid of me. Jumping in without even thinking. That guy who is gettien up... He got a tattoo on his right arm, the same tattoo that the thugs who were hitting him got. Moreover, that woman and even that kid, who looks like a kid, but is not actually a kid... Those two also got the same tattoo as the uys.

  Now, this makes me wonder. What kind of parents tattoo their 6 or probably 7-year-old daughter with a gang tattoo? Something isn't quite right here. What is this whole se, really? A trap of some kind. Although they are beating the crap out of that man, and he was bleeding from his mouth and his stomach, probably where he got shot or did he really got shot? A blood pack! This guy's pying a character here, or rather the rest of them, especially that woman... And also that child, and probably me, who is currently hiding on the rooftop, watg the situation.

  It's a fug trap. Ah! A trap food ol'Spidey?! I'm fttered. Hellfire club, huh? Iing...

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