Chapitre 89: Chapter 88
"What the fuck is going on?!" a white man who I recognized as Marcelle asked as he and everyone else in the suite were on their feet.
I stepped in, crushing glass shards under my feet, "hello Marcelle, fancy meeting you here. Are you and councilman Nick Daves friends? Or am I just being paranoid?"
"W-waste him!" Marceels yelled out as he, Nick and John Travis ran for the door.
"Ah-ah you aren't going anywhere, not this time," I said covering the door with my hardest webbing.
"What the fuck is this?!" Marcelle yelled as he grabbed the door and tried to shove it open, but my webbing didn't let him.
"Now, there are two ways we can do this," I counted the men inside, around 10, armed with baseball bats, but one guy had what looked like a sword. Where did he get a fucking sword? "You know who I am right? Spider-man? Fought a guy made out of electricity and came out fresh as a daisy? Took on a tank and beat the shit out of it using a sewer lid? Do you really think I can't take each and every one of you out right now?"
They looked at each other gulping. They slowly dropped their weapons and held their hands up in surrender.
"No! Fight you bastards!" Marcelle yelled, "why do I pay you fuckers?!"
"Good choice," I told them, even the guy with the sword decided not to fight. "Now slowly move towards the wall, I promise this won't hurt," I shoot balls of webbing at them sticking them to the walls, just until the police got here.
"You bastard!" John yelled as he pulled out a gun from his coat pocket.
"Shit," I yelled as I began to jump away, but just then something came flying through the air and hit John right in the hand, startling him enough to drop his gun.
"Gotcha!" I yelled webbing the gun and pulling it to me. I then threw the thing out the window before turning to the three free men. I looked down, the thing that hit John was a TV remote, which was now cracked in half. I blinked and turned to the window where I saw Cat waving at me while still holding the camera steady.
I waved back before turning to the three men, I quickly trapped them with webbing and stick them to the wall. I then turned to Cat and sighed, "thanks Cat, but you do know I had that right?"
"I'm sure you did Spider," she smiled as she walked up to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulder, planting a kiss on my mask, "you really need to do something about this stupid mask."
I laughed, "okay, promise."
We stopped recording the video and quickly called the cops with the whereabout of Marcelle and his gang. We then climbed onto the roof and looked at the widow Cat captured.
"This is the third time Nick," Marcelle spoke, "you can't keep asking for cash without showing results!"
"Please, I need it, you need to pay this man off! If you don't he'll kill us all!" Daves sounded hysterical.
John scoffed, "right, so some guy walks up to you on the middle of your office, tells you to pay him cash and...you just do it?"
"No!" Daves yelled, "he then gave me a package with...with Cassy's hand inside!"
"Cassy? Who the fuck's Cassy?" Marcelle asked sipping a glass of wine.
"She's my mistress and...she's fucking dead! This guy said if we don't pay he'll do the same to my family!"
"Grr, fucking hell man," Marcelle growled.
"Please Marcelle! How many times have I saved you from getting caught?! How many times did the police catch you only because of me?!"
"Fine, fine, I'll give you the money," Marcelle grumbled, "but you owe me Daves!"
"Thank you!" Nick looked relieved.
"Why did he target you?" John asked, I heard myself in the video announcing my arrival to the goons outside.
"He said we were moving in on his turf. The heroine you guys bring in is affecting his business," Nick shuddered.
"Did he tell you who he was?" Marcelle asked.
"Yeah, he called himself a member of the Hand and-"
"Hey! What's going on out there?!" John roared.
And then I came in, threatened me and I saw Cat's POV as she grabbed the remote and threw it at John. The camera focused on me when I thnaked her, and when she wrapped her arms around me to kiss me, the frame was now framing her lips touching my mask, luckily the mic was muffled so you couldn't hear what she whispered.
"Not bad Tiger," Cat smiled, "with this there's no way he can hide!"
But I wasn't listening to her. I wasn't even paying attention. I was in shock. The Hand...already? How? Have I really brushed up so close to them?! Will they come after me now? No, no, I just got one of their biggest rivals arrested, they'll fucking throw me a party!
I knew I should go down there and undo what I did, but it was too late, I could hear the police sirens down stairs, the cops were already here.
"Tiger? Are you okay? Peter?" Cat asked once more snapping me out of my daze.
"I-I, yeah...it's just...that name, Hand….I know it," I wasn't going to tell her everything, just a little.
"Really? Where?"
"An ancient Japanese gang, they are rumored to worship a demon and...I don't know much else, but every time I talk to a gang who knows even the slightest thing about them they would freeze up and shut up….I think they're scared."
"Someone who can scare every single gang in New York? Damn, this I have to see."
"No!" I snapped, "if you even think is somehow involved Felicia you run, do you understand? You run and you don't look back!"
Cat was startled by my use of her real name, something I rarely ever do. "Peter, but why? What's so different about the Hand?"
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