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Nick Fury made a three-way call. "Steve, Natasha, drop what you're doing and come back immediately."

Captain America said, "Director, can't you tell us over the phone? We're badly needed out here."

"No," Fury said.

He couldn't even mention Zola's name over the phone. That might alert Zola.

Captain America and Black Widow could both be attacked on their way back.

Neither knew what had happened, but they knew it had to be serious.

Even an encrypted call wasn't safe from eavesdropping.

Before long, a Quinjet hovered outside Fury's office, dozens of stories above the ground.

Captain America and Black Widow climbed in through the window, skipping the elevator entirely.

"Steve, I need you and Natasha to go to Camp Lehigh in Wheaton, New Jersey," Fury said. "You should know the place well."

"There's an underground vault with a massive magnetic-tape database."

"If it hasn't been destroyed, Zola's consciousness should be inside."

"Natasha, you're an expert hacker. Take an offline storage device and make a complete copy of the database."

"Then..." Fury said. "Blow the place to pieces. Leave nothing behind."

Seeing their confusion, Apocalypse briefly explained Zola's situation so they understood what had led to this.

Once they had their assignment, the two climbed back out the window and boarded the Quinjet.

But Black Widow had noticed another gorgeous woman at Apocalypse's side—and an Eastern beauty at that.

The look she gave him before leaving was full of resentment.

When she kissed him goodbye, she bit his lip hard.

Apocalypse felt helpless. He hadn't even done anything to earn a reputation as a womanizer, yet he already had one.

Wasn't that a raw deal?

A few hours later, Black Widow returned carrying a lead-lined case designed to shield against radiation.

Cases like that were normally used for nuclear