“There’s no way he could find out my secret identity,” Jarred boasted in this strange hypothetical. His friend, Peter, was well-versed in the classics and had the crackerjack idea that superhero identities were nothing the great Sherlock Holmes couldn’t solve.
“How’s that?” Peter snarkily pushed up his glasses and folded his arms. “The man can figure out who a person is just by a footprint.”
“Then I’ll wear bigger shoes,” Jarred explained.
“How...