"Let me see some of those," Mike told her.
"Here's some of the one's that seemed the most urgent."
The first ones Mike opened were asking help to find a missing husband, a missing child, a lost daughter, and a teenager who seemed to have vanished off the face of the Earth.
"Well, I'd better get started," he sighed, "after breakfast."
After eating several slices of toast, juice and coffee, Mike put on the costume once again, and flew toward another part of New York. His first mission was to seek out the lost daughter, since the location where she last was seen happened to be nearest of the four locations he sought. After stopping and speaking with the girl's mother, Mike had an excellent clue....the address of where the girl in question was last headed before she'd disappeared two weeks ago. It happened to be the address of a computer dating agency the police had been suspicious of since it had opened. Mike landed at the large office building, with the subject's picture in his hand, and found the floor he wanted listed on the wall chart just inside the lobby. Going to the second floor he discovered there was no one in but the secretary and decided to do a little exploring on his own. The cellar was a good place to start. Mike rode on the elevator as far as it would go down, then discovered some carpeted stairs. Tip toeing on these he came to an unlocked door at his right, and upon using his powers, he was able to see right through it. Sure enough, inside was a large table with at least a dozen lovely ladies sitting around it and, a middle aged man at its head. Mike saw the one he searched for at this table on the right, near the door. And the women didn't look at all happy to be there.
"Tonight we will be preparing you for your trip," the man was saying, "to meet your future husbands. Yes, you will be well worth the price they've paid us to find you...well worth it!"
"What?" Mike thought to himself as the picture faded from his mind, "Mail order brides? That's illegal! And I'll bet half of those girls were kidnapped! I've seen their pictures in the paper! If only I could find some evidence against this guy I can have him in big trouble. Hmmmmmm."
Going back the way he'd come, he found a door in the wall on the same side as the steps, that blended in so well with the paneling he hadn't noticed it before. As Mike pushed on it, it swung open. Thankfully the tiny room was empty. It contained a metal file cabinet and a counter with a phone. He went to the two drawer file and hit the jackpot...a file with the girl's name, date she'd supposedly entered into the program, and other information that would be very valuable to the police. They even held signatures that could be forged. He grabbed a handful of them and took off for the nearest police station.
"I'm Spirit Lad," he said, dropping the files on the main desk, "I need someone at the  address on these as soon as you can,