Peter's hands tighten into harden fists, as his rage continued to boil over him upon seeing Johan Jameson. That hack of a reporter slash conspiracist nut job sitting at the integration table and staring at him with a stoic expression.
But thankfully for the old goat. Peter hand the dignity, maturely and discipline to not lash out at the reporter...if only barley. Though that didn't stop the livid hero did turn his full glare to Nick
'...You better have a dam good reason for bringing him here Fury' Parker warned. His voice now low and vicious. Yet the head agent remains passive.
'I assure Mr. Parker; I wouldn't have the man come near 500 feet near this base, unless the information he had was important and from what I have overlooked...it is.'
Peter then took in a long look at the head agent. Before letting out a deep breath and cooled his temper down. 'Find let's just get this over with.'
The web hero then sat on the other side of the table facing Jameson. With a look skepticism, contempt and only by the barest tingle curiosity.
'Alright good old Johna what is it do you have for me?' Peter half joked half asked. However while the older man narrows his eyes in slight annoyance. Johna kept his composer, readjusted himself in his own chair and then both of his hands on the table.
'I can assume that Nick already list the potential suspects involving that of gang of ruffians you deal with?' Johna asked and Peter rolled his eyes and huff.
'Yeah, he did. So, what is your point?' Parker answered crudely. But Johnna ignored him and took in a deep breath.
'Alright that makes things easier...I believe I know the identity the of the Goblin that fought against you and determine who is his accomplice is'
Peter then raised eye brow.
'Really?' the young hero said in interest. if not at least amused to whatever wild claims the reporter would make.
But then his interest then went to confusion. When Jamenson pulled up a brown envelope and the began to taking out some papers and placing on top of a pile. Many of which were old pictures in either color or black and white. Then the old reporter picked on of the photos, place it on top of said pile and shown it Peter. Revealing it to be the picture of a young light skin light skin, African American who had short black hair in curls and a trim mustache.
Yet even more confusingly Peter couldn't help but notice a similarity it him. But couldn't make a guess on what it is.
'The person you see in this photo was former old-time employer of mine. Frederick Fossell. A brilliant reporter and even more brilliant inventor' Johna then paused himself a bit before regaining his composer. 'And the mostly likely a suspect to being the goblin.
Parker then stared at the photo in a bit in awe, but a bit of skepticism remains. 'Okay so he was inventor and Peter's hand tightens into harden fists, as his rage continued to boil over him. Upon seeing Johan Jameson. That hack of a reporter slash conspiracist nut job sitting at the integration table and staring at him with a stoic grim expression.
But thankfully for the old goat. Peter hand for dignity, maturely and discipline tonot lash at the reporter...if only barley. Though the spun hero did turn his full glare to Nick
'...You better have a dam good reason for bringing her Fury' Parker warned. His voice now low and vicious. Yet the head agent remains passive.
'I assure Mr. Parker; I wouldn't have the man come into 500 feet near this base, unless the information he had was important and from what I have overlooked...it is.'
Peter then took in a long look at the head agent. Before letting out a deep breath and cooled his temper down. 'Find let's just get this over with.'
The web hero then sat on the other side of the table facing Jameson. With a look skepticism, contempt and if only by the barest tingle curiosity.
'Alright good old Jameson what is it do you have for me?' Peter half joked half asked. While the older man narrows his eyes in slight annoyance. Johna he kept his composer readjusted himself in his own chair before both of his hands on his table.
'I can assume that Nick already list the potential suspects involving your gang of ruffians?' Johna asked and Peter rolled his eyes and huff.
'Yeah, he did. So, what is your point?' Parker answered crudely. But Johnna ignored him and took a deep breath.
'Alright that makes things easier...I believe I know the identity the of the Goblin that fought against you and determine who is his accomplice'
Peter then raised eye brow.
'Really?' the young hero said in interest. if not at least amused to whatever wild claims the reporter would make.
But then his interest then went to confusion. When Jamenson pulled up a brown envelope and the began to taking out some papers and placing on top of a pile. Many of which were old pictures in either color or black and white. Then the old reporter picked on of the photos at the top up of said pile and shown it Peter. Revealing to be the picture of a light skin, African American, with short black hair and mustache. who looked like someone in his mid 20's.
And yet Peter couldn't help but notice a similarity with him. But couldn't a guess of what it is.
'The person you see in this photo was former old-time employer of mine. Frederick Fossell. A brilliant reporter and even more brilliant inventor' Johna then paused himself a bit before regaining his composer. 'And the mostly likely a suspect to being the goblin.
Parker then stared at the photo in a bit in awe, yet a bit of skepticism remains. 'Okay so he was inventor slash reporter. That isn't enough to place anyone as a suspect on anyone' Peter then glared at Johna. 'Or unless this about settling some petty grudge?'
Johna then stared at Peter blankly and then growled to himself in bitterness. 'Guess there is no point in dodging the subject.' Jameson then stared at Peter more. Before pulling a few more photos.
'Fossell was one of my top reporters back when the daily bulge was just a small-time business trying to make name for itself. On March 5 1984. He had the brilliant idea of posing as a mob boss in order to get inside information into the criminal underworld of New York and exposed their actives on our newspaper'
Peter then looked at Jameson in puzzlement as the latter then place one photo over the one of Fowell. Showing him in a giant robot suite. Who wore tuxedo, a fedora and a stylized mask with a frowning expression.
'Unfortunately, the man gotten too deep in his role as a gangster and eventually when he rose up enough power. Fredrick had enough influence in the underworld, to form his own syndicate. With two of the other major crime lords at the time' Jamenson then took out another photo. This own showing Fredrick with the two men. One was an older-looking male with white hair and a suite and another male who dressed in a black one. Yet his skin and hair even within a black and white photo, were unnatural bleached white and even more disturbing to Peter. The man also has razor-sharp teeth.
'Silvio Manfredi The Silver-mane and Lonnie Thompson Lincoln the Tombstone and together with Foswell, they ruled the entirety of the criminal under-belly of New York. With Silivo using his connections and funding to keep a tight hold in nearly every business in the city. Lincoln, provided the necessary muscle and imitation to keep their protection rackets in line, along with acting as their personal recruiter. While Foswell acted as both their leader and personal technician. Providing them with all the advance weaponry and suites needed to make them virtually untouchable and unstoppable to anyone. Including the law'
Jameson then paused and folded both his hands together before continuing the story. 'Eventually this syndicate become wide and known throughout the underworld and those to the public as the Big-Men.'
Parker's jaw in response to the story that aged reporter just told to him. While it was true, he heard about Silivo as an old time Maggie boss. Who supposedly pass away while Lincoln was some sort hit-man who was still in jail.. He never once thought that they had that much power over his own Home city back in the day.
But then again as a fellow New-yorker from queens. There is a reason why the city was commonly referred to as the big rotten apple. Even after all the crime was clean up decades ago.
However even there had to more to tell.
'Okay that is...an interesting history on cities history of crime. That I know Someone else would be proud of. But even if this Foswell guy was some big-time syndicate mob-boss and could be the goblin. That doesn't help that much since we still have no idea where to find or locate them' Parker question and Jameson snorted in regrettable agreement.
'Indeed, However I also know where Fredrick is and in fact is still likely living in this city as we speak'
Peter's eyes then shock open in shock. 'You... you do?' The Spider-boy then shook his confusion. 'But if what you are saying true. Then where is he? I mean he isn't still some crime boss working in the shadows is?'
Johna then laughed at Peter's commented and the hero couldn't tell if the laugh was genuine or an act to hid something else...or worse yet both.
'Oh no' the old reporter sighed and layback into his chair. 'As the years went by during his ruling of the syndicate. Foswell, became more and more disillusion with the life-style. Especially sense law enforcement was was increasing over the years and becoming more effective. Which then lead to the the people of New-York being far less willing to give into the syndicates demands. Eventually all this ended up costing Fredrick to lose his edge in maintaining his ill gotten business. Which then lead to him getting found out by Captain George Stacy'
Peter's face then let up when heard the police officer's name. 'So, Mr. Stacy brought one the big-men in?' the hero question and Johnna nodded.
'He did...but instead of arresting Fredrick. He offered him to turn in state evidence about the rest of the syndicates crimes and if he did so. Foswell would not have serve time in imprisonment'
Jamesnon then lowered as he pressed his knuckles. 'And he...accepted the deal and with his testimony and provider of the evidence. The Big-man syndicate was dissolved. With Silver-Mane retiring from the Maggie and going to hiding. While Licone was sentence life of imprisonment'
The old then made a smile as he lifted up his head.
'As for Frederick he went to the witness protection program to avoid retaliation from his former employers. So, they changed his named. Altered his personal records etc. and went on to found his own perfume and fashion design company that made billions in the marketing. Before eventually settling down and having a family'
The old goat then let a tired sigh. 'As of now you known him as Rodrick Kingsley Ceo of Kingsley Ltd'
Peter then remains quite for moment as took all of Jameson story in.
'Okay I will admit. That the goblin maybe a billionaire in New-York city who is also a former old-timely crime-lord from the 1980's. That definitely narrows it down. Especially since we also know his alas' Parker said half-hearty. But Jamenson remain silent the troubled teenage super-hero.
At first Peter thought he was being intimation by Jameson, just like how the reporter did in their interview a year ago. However, this fear was much different.
Instead of Johnna exploiting his emotional vulnerability to make him crack. The old reporter held the presence of man struggling to move forward and speak out and not out of his own self-benefit, but rather the fear of what happen to one who listen to the truth and the horrific consequences that would follow.
Parker was now feeling anxiety crawling up on him then looked at Fury for support.
Only for him to get the excite same expression.
Meaning the agent was already told the truth even before Peter in spite of what he said or at least was quick enough to pick up the clues before-hand.
Jameson's face which looked far grimmer than ever before and then took in perhaps the biggest of all breaths in his life and spoke.
'Peter...when Fredrick started a family, he also had a son. Who has been attending your high school and your college...'
At hearing that Peter's heart then frozen solid in complete absolute utter shock. As now knew who Johnna was referring.
'The full name of that son...Is Eugene Roderick Thompson and I am afraid that he may be an accomplice in Fredrick's crimes'
Alright know that is a big shell to drop on.
Not only is flash the son of Fredrick Foswell the big man in the comics but also of Roderick kinglesy. The original hob-goblin.
Thus giving Thompson a rather massive villainess legacy within this story.
As for how Peter will deal with this information and what would happen to Thompson stay tune.