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“Do you know Spider-Man?”
He blinked. “That guy who swings from webs? Yeah, I’ve heard of him—”
“No, Charles, do you know him? Who he is, where he lives?”
“He’s seen in Monaco a lot, yes? I’d guess that is his home,” Charles said with a shrug before studying Max’s face anxiously. “What is this about?”
Max pulled out his phone, Instagram still open on Charles’ photography page and clicked on the latest image, taken almost a week ago. Tried not to think about how he was basically admitting to stalking his account as he turned the screen to Charles.
“See? You’re the only one who’s gotten close enough to take photos of him like this.” He scrolled down to show more. “On multiple occasions. So, as a man who’s borderline desperate, as a friend, I'm asking you… Do you know him?”
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Charles Leclerc tries to balance life between being a Formula 1 Driver by day and a web-swinging vigilante by night. Max Verstappen's new brain-eating parasite makes matters worse.