Suspect Dossier

Eddie muttered that stalking down to the curbside pole was far beyond our safe perimeter, but WE detected fresh neighborhood intelligence. Marching across the curb grass, our neck spring bobbed with every resolute stride. There it was, taped low against the weathered, splintered timber: a neon paper flyer fluttering in the breeze. Eddie insisted it was merely a harmless missing cat notice, but WE demand complete dossiers on rival prowlers operating in this sector. Planting my boots firmly on an exposed tree root, I drove the tip of my rolled newspaper beneath the taped corner. With a crisp peel, the flyer lifted, revealing the grainy face of an orange tabby. The suspect is officially on our radar. #FunkoPop #Venom #ActionFigures #toys