Hydra?
John grew thoughtful.
No wonder the design had seemed familiar.
Natasha was still shocked that John had something belonging to Hydra.
She felt that more and more was getting tangled up in this affair.
"You need to be careful, John." Natasha handed the badge back. "Hydra is far more dangerous than any gang."
"I will."
Putting the badge away, John walked Natasha to the door.
The fish he had been waiting to hook hadn't come, but unexpected news had.
He sat on the sofa in the unlit living room for a while, looking at the badge in his hand.
"Hydra..."
Hell's Kitchen.
Matt had gone out to fight crime again.
Various factions were scattered throughout Hell's Kitchen.
They made this chaotic place even more chaotic, with contraband smuggling, pimping, and human trafficking all flourishing here.
After rescuing an innocent woman from a shipping container, Matt waited for her to leave the scene, then lingered a little longer.
"Fisk."
He murmured the name, recalling John's words.
After finishing a night's work as Daredevil...
He went to the law office the next day.
"You should take a look at this, Matt."
Fudge proudly showed off a printer.
"This thing can print in Braille."
"John Wick sent it?"
The moment Matt heard that, he knew who had sent it.
Fudge nodded. "He promised us one last time. Did you forget?"
"Oh, right, he told me." Fudge slapped his forehead. "I should've told you."
"It's fine. You can make the call, Fudge." Matt went to his seat and sat down.
Fudge leaned over and said, "I think we still underestimated that young Mr. Wick."
"He's now a major shareholder in Hammer Industries. That's Hammer Industries!" Fudge was a little excited. "I know you don't like him, but this is a great chance