Obadiah Stane was still hesitating.
Even with the Iron Monger, he believed Tony Stark knew nothing about him, so he kept waiting.
He told himself he was waiting for a miniature arc reactor. In truth, he simply didn't dare make a move.
Until today.
He hadn't gone to Stark Industries that morning. The company barely had any business left, and Tony Stark had shut down its weapons division. What was the point of going in?
That was another reason Obadiah Stane hated Tony more with every passing day.
The kid had actually shut down weapons manufacturing. How was Stark Industries supposed to make money?
He arrived at his office that afternoon and immediately sensed something was wrong.
His pupils contracted. "Has anyone been in my office?" he asked his assistant.
"No."
The assistant shook his head.
Obadiah Stane swallowed. A dreadful suspicion had already taken hold.
He hurriedly shut the door and looked around. Someone had searched the bookshelf and disturbed the things on his desk.
The signs were faint, but Obadiah Stane examined everything carefully and found them.
A chill ran through him. His desire to kill Tony Stark finally hardened into resolve.
He hadn't made up his mind before. Now he had.
He checked his computer and discovered that his folders had all been downloaded. His heart sank.
It never occurred to him that an AI had done it.
And even if it had, he couldn't have been sure.
What if Tony Stark's people had gotten hold of the files?
So Obadiah Stane immediately asked where Tony Stark was.
Hearing that Tony Stark was out at a social engagement put him somewhat at ease.
At least Tony Stark didn't know yet.
All he could do was wait.
Waiting was agonizing, especially when he ran into Pepper Potts.
Pepper