Lipstick Covered Magnet//Open//
Peter took what little information Miss Dodson gave him and ran with it, there was absolutely no time to waste. He walked around the last building the missing girl was spotted at with his camera taking pictures of every little thing that stood out in his eyes. Of course the camera flash would cause heads to turn, not that flashing lights weren’t normal at a carnival. This was better than the alternative, putting on the suit, but he needed hard evidence before he tried anything. Sure Fury would be a little, “Ok probably a lot pissed,” if he found out Peter was investigating on his own. But this was something he needed to do. Journalism was second nature to him, just like swing rooftop to rooftop. It was the calling he truly loved. Peter continued walking until he found a piece of fabric on the ground, torn, stuck on a broken tree branch that looked to be there for some time.
