"Do you have a phone?" Spider-Man suddenly asked Eddie Brock.
"No. My phone was broken when the Life Foundation people captured me. Who are you trying to contact?"
Spider-Man had originally not wanted to trouble anyone else, but faced with a problem even trickier than calling in backup, he had no choice but to seek outside help. He rose from the roof of the truck and looked around. "Help me find a pay phone. I think I can find someone who can provide a lead."
Although portable phones had begun to become widespread, this was not yet the era when smartphones had exploded in popularity. So, as long as one looked carefully, pay phones could still be found along the streets.
Spider-Man had owned a phone before, but it had been an unregistered prepaid one. The rates for that kind of phone were far more expensive than usual, so after using up the credit, he had never considered topping it up again.
After jumping over to a pay phone, Spider-Man and Eddie Brock began digging through their pockets for change. Yet the two broke men searched themselves from head to toe and could not find a single quarter.
In the end, Venom could not stand watching any longer and smashed the nearby pay phone with one punch. Coins clattered all over the ground, leaving Spider-Man dumbfounded.
Venom scooped up the coins in one huge hand and dropped them into Spider-Man's stunned hands. "Make the call, Spider-Man."
Spider-Man's conscience was at war with itself. In the end, he could only say sternly, "Don't do that again!" But he still compromised and used the coins in his hand to make the call.
The phone was answered after barely two rings. Spider-Man blurted out, "Madame Web? This is Spider-Man. Can you find the