Spider-Man, while he works with the police a little more closely, also does things at his own pace and keeps the city free of crime. Or he would if there wasn't much crime to begin with. Mostly he just helps people with this and that and goes home not too long after midnight.

Tonight's different though-there's been a string of burglaries and he can't stand for that. Stealing stuff? On Spider-Man's watch? To be fair the robberies were said to happen after patrols and when he was in bed. Well, sort of. When he was home for the night anyway.

Spider-Man drops down on to a nearby roof, crouched down and watching the building closely. He doesn't notice the other hero just yet and adjusts his vision scope so he can see heat signatures.

"Okay, Karen. What you got for me?" He whispers as he does a quick scan of the area.

"There is a lone heat signature to the southwest." Karen informs.

"What, really? Just one? I thought this was like a group." He glances at Shelob who's always close by and she just shrugs. "Should we check it out?"