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If she really wanted to keep Curtis at Inferno for a while longer, it wasn’t impossible. I bit my tongue, cursing at the fact that I just thought of asking another woman to seduce my husband. I must be the fakest wife in history. “Okay.” I said resolutely. Deciding not to tell her about her family’s file for now, I plucked a sheet of paper from the Giannelli file and grabbed Spider by the collar of his shirt. “We have to go.” Lowering ourselves down into the fireplace through the chimney had seemed difficult, but going back up was the real struggle. Spider and I had to press our backs against each other and use the force to push ourselves up like a pair or geckos.

Dad laughs. I grab some black jeans and under garments. When I open the Nike box, I am utterly shocked. These custom spiderman air force ones are everything I needed. I pull the shirt out of the box, and I am so giddy. It is a characteristic version of me and Onyx in spiderman suits. The back of the shirt says, “Spider gang” and has all of the families’ names on the back. I quickly get the shirt on and head out to the backyard where the party is in full swing.

I was certain she was doing fine. "Noodles is ready." I said while placing the large tray of noodles on the mat. My siblings smiled. Few minutes after we began eating the noodles, our light bulb came alive. Tami got up and was shaking his buttocks. "The light has been restored." he kept screaming. "That's strange. Mother didn't tell me she had the light fixed even though I knew she was working towards it. " I said. "Well thank God we have light." said Kiki. "We can finally watch T. V." answered Tami. Few minutes later, Kiki and Tami were done eating snd were watching a cartoon channel after I forced them to have a bath. I was about entering the bathroom when I saw Peter fixing the light bulb

“Thank you thank you thank you, Mom! I love it so much!” Sidney pressed her hands into his back and tumbled into their embrace, the moment inflated by his joy. This is what she had purchased with all her money, the fleeting feeling in this split second. The hug ended, and Cameron hurried back to his bed, snatching up the near life-sized Spider-Man and clutching it instead. Yet he was still smiling, so it was still worth it. “Are you hungry, buddy?” Sidney asked. “Yeah, starving,” Cameron answered without looking up. “Dad said you would feed me dinner.”

"There's someone… Victor. Victor Hale. He handles wet work. Quiet jobs. Word is he's been flashing cash lately." That name was enough. Spider didn't waste time. By nightfall, he stood outside a cramped apartment building in a forgotten corner of the city. The building smelled of rust, sweat, and desperation. The lights flickered weakly in the corridor as he climbed the stairs, his steps silent despite the persistent ache in his body. Victor never heard him coming. The door yielded to Spider's lockpicks within seconds. Inside, Victor was eating dinner, his back to the entrance, completely unaware.