T'Challa Is Assassinated
Alvin dragged Steve into the mess without batting an eye, then kicked him while he was down.
He and Stark had been caught red-handed for the mess they'd made in Las Vegas, and right now they needed an upright, honorable guy to take the blame.
Steve was the perfect target. He clearly went to Nightclubs more often than anyone else, yet no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with that. Even April seemed more playful than angry.
It made Alvin appreciate the importance of having a good public image. If Steve ever claimed to be Hydra, only someone with a screw loose would believe him.
Alvin looked contemptuously at April, who was leaning against Steve and weakly thumping him with her fist. "April, what happened to you in Africa?
"You look like a kitten begging for attention. I thought you'd at least be a wildcat."
April rolled her eyes and fiddled with her hair. "Africa has changed a lot over the past two years.
"The Namibian grasslands have become a huge military camp, but things aren't looking too good for Wakanda right now.
"They joined the Military alliance a long time ago, but they've never been able to get a say in things, and they're gradually being pushed to the sidelines.
"Some people in the Allied Forces are proposing that Wakanda open up its Vibranium mining rights."
April looked at Alvin, who remained unmoved. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "T'Challa was attacked again last month and badly injured. We don't know if he'll ever be able to stand again.
"Wakanda suspects that the people who attacked him were acting on orders from certain members of the Allied Forces.
"Nakia feels terrible about it. She's been staying with T'Challa, and now she's wondering if bringing