Spiderman Into The Spider Verse Miles Morales Novels & Stories

"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.