The man adjusted his glasses and kept walking.
Gray-white hair, a neatly trimmed beard, and a different face. Only his feet were still his own.
Some experience, but not much.
Nadir Hassan crossed the intersection without looking back.
Batman stood outside a shop, pocketing the change he had just received. Half a street away, Chen Mo looked down at his phone, while Peter walked with a group of people who had just left the church.
None of the three made a move.
Only after Nadir turned onto the next street did Batman turn away from the display window.
Just one sentence came over the shared channel.
"Follow him."
Nadir moved cautiously.
First, he stopped for two minutes outside a spice shop, then looped through an alley and emerged on the other side, finally getting into a gray sedan with no license plates.
The car drove out past the intersection.
Chen Mo and Peter looked up at the same time.
Inside Jerusalem, they could still climb walls. Outside this part of the city, the buildings grew progressively shorter. Making Spider-Man chase a car among single-story houses was asking a bit much of the spider species.
Batman was already on a rooftop.
He tore off his gray-white beard and took off the old coat with its frayed edges. Black armor plates appeared beneath it, with two folded metal wings tucked against his spine. They really had nothing to do with an ordinary old man's thermal vest.
The driver was off duty.
Chen Mo caught one of them.
"You carry these around when you go out?"
The folded metal wings sprang open in his hands, forming a glider with pointed bat ears.
Peter had already fastened the other one to his shoulders and back and was testing his balance.
Batman glanced at Chen